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[ Birds chirping ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Drawer closes, computer beeps ]

[ Keys clicking ]

[ Computer beeps ]

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

HANI: They will keep searching, won't they?

'Cause he's -- he's not good in the water.

He's not a good swimmer.

[ Keys clicking ]

[ Clears throat ]

We have applied for a visa

to attend the conference in Canberra,

but I was attacked,

and it was no longer safe to stay in West Papua.

HANI: They actually need to apply for political asylum,

not just tourist visas.

[ Keys clicking, computer beeps ]

-What? -[ Baby crying ]

Shh. It's all right. It's all right.

What is it?

There's an outstanding warrant here.

A warrant? For what?

Yeah. I'm just gonna need some help up here with some IMAs.

A warrant for what?

See? I knew they would do this.

He's the one that they're shooting at!

[ Crying continues ]

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Vehicle approaching ]

[ Door closes ]

The police called. I know what's going on.

Really? Maybe you could tell me, 'cause I haven't got a clue.

Uh...

Your son is lost at sea.

You think getting shit-faced is gonna help

in the rescue efforts?

Well, no,

but I'm not altogether convinced it'll hinder them either.

I just thought I'd wait here.

Worry shared is a worry halved and all.

Are there gonna be a lot of homilies?

Who can tell?

You, I'd have thought.

Well, I'll -- I'll keep them down to a bare minimum.

So, help myself to a glass, then, shall I?

[ Man grunting ]

[ Coughing, gasping ]

[ Grunts ]

So -- So cold.

Not much chance of lighting a fire.

Best I can offer you in terms of warmth is a man hug.

I don't hug men I'm not related to.

No?

No. The only man I ever hug is Ned.

And that's usually at his instigation.

[ Chuckles, grunts ]

Should get the water out.

What about your father?

He was not a hugger.

ROTH: There's a lot of teeth out there.

We should rest here.

[ Grunts ]

I don't understand why we can't just tell them

you had nothing to do with Callum going missing.

That's a very simplistic view on a complicated problem.

Why don't we get some rest, and when we wake up...

[ Grunts ]

...we can go look for Gary.

You seem to be making a habit of saving me.

Don't worry about it.

I'll add it to your bill.

[ Birds chirping ]

We put a hold on his visa application

as soon as we heard there were links to the mine road attack.

But he's claiming he's subject to renewed death threats.

Now, we grant asylum to the leader

of one of Indonesia's designated terrorist groups,

they're gonna pop an artery.

One man's terrorist...

Is another man's freedom fighter.

I'm not sure that's a definition war

we want to get into the middle of.

What happens if we send him back?

You don't have to go there given the current appetite

for erring on the side of keeping Australia safe.

I'm not asking what happens to us.

I'm asking what happens to him.

If he claims are deemed to be true,

he'll be sent to a refugee camp in Papua New Guinea.

How safe will he be there?

Well, give me a second to rustle up my crystal ball.

And once you've done that, can you get me some proper intel

on what kind of protections can be afforded to him

if we do send him back?

[ Door opens ]

-[ Thud ] -Cal. Cal!

I've got to go deal with something, all right?

We'll -- We'll sort this out when I get back.

You need a drink, mate. Just...take it.

It's safe. It's sealed, for God's sake.

[ Door closes, bottle thuds ]

WOMAN: Still no news

in the case of missing Canberra teenager Callum McCray.

A heartbreaking wait for his family continues

as fears mount that he has fallen victim

to an online predator.

Dozens of police from the computer crime squad

are working around the clock

hunting for a break in the case.

Callum was last seen on Friday afternoon.

He was wearing gray jeans and a blue jumper,

and police urge anyone with information...

DAVID: [ Chuckles ]

That should be reclassified as a poison.

[ Chuckles ]

Where's my phone?

-Hmm? -Shit.

Is -- Did anyone call?

No, no. It's okay. I called.

There's no -- no news, Ned. No news.

This is exactly what's not meant to happen.

Neddy -- Neddy -- Neddy, mate, just --

Why don't you get off your own case?

There you are. Watch out. It's hot.

It's hot.

Maybe you let go because you could.

It's finding someone else around to give a toss.

Because I do.

I read your letters.

The ones you wrote to mum.

Why did you do that?

'Cause you asked me to.

Anyway, look. I've got to go.

Just call me if you hear anything, all right?

And have a think about that offer.

Eh?

Half the proceeds from the sale of the house.

It's yours and Jesse's.

That is, if you think you can accept it

from an arsehole like me.

[ Birds, insects chirping ]

ROTH: So, do you think she's the one -- Hani?

I think so.

But she's also the only one,

so I don't really have anything else to compare her with.

That said, I'm fairly sure

she's the most beautiful person on the earth.

Well, I'm afraid that spot's already taken by my wife.

[ Chuckles ]

Halle-fucking-lujah.

[ Grunts ]

[ Insects buzzing ]

At least now we've got a chance of hitching a ride.

I'm just wondering -- Am I officially your captive?

Do we have to get all definitive about it at this point?

I just thought if we do get a lift,

you might be worried I'd tell the driver

you're holding me against my will.

That's a fair point.

You are busting your nuts to get back to your girlfriend,

but I think you're invested in getting the boy back.

In order to do that,

you've got to stay on the train a few more stops.

I do all the talking. You -- not a fucking peep.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

GARY: You know the drill.

I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Ciao.

ROTH: Come on, Gary. Hang up the fucking phone.

[ Receiver rattles ]

Brother or lover -- which one do you choose?

That's no possible choice.

They fulfill very different roles.

Well, life is full of impossible choices, Jesse.

You've got 30 seconds to call one of them.

Which one will it be?

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Hello?

Alilah. It's me -- Jesse.

Jesse?! Jesse.

Jesse, thank God. Thank God.

Are you -- Are you okay?

I'm okay. I'm fine.

Have you heard from Hani?

[ Vehicle approaching ]

Jesse?

[ Brakes squeak ]

Oh, my God. Oh, thank God. Oh, thank God.

Jesse -- Jesse, can you hold on for a second?

Just a second.

[ Door closes ]

Oh, my God! Oh, thank God.

Oh! My baby! Oh, thank God.

It's okay. It's okay, Mum.

Go inside. Jesse's on the phone.

Thank you. I can't -- Thank you.

No. She's fine.

Thank you so much.

Thank you. Thank you.

Jesse?

Hey.

Oh, my God. You're okay.

[ Voice breaking ] I just kept seeing you go under.

I thought you...

I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you.

[ Sobs ]

I think she's glad to hear from me.

Um, Hani, will you call Ned and tell him I'm all right?

Yeah, I will. I will.

Where are you? Are you still with Roth?

I am. He's right here.

We are --

[ Receiver rattles ]

It's okay. He's -- He's okay.

It's okay. He's fine. [ Sobs ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

-Hello? -Gary.

I was beginning to think you bailed.

[ Scoffs ] No, man.

Hire a car, will you?

We're at the, uh, Miallo railway crossing.

Come pick us up.

Okay. Sure.

ROTH: Thanks.

[ Airplane engines humming ]

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

[ Engine stops, brake clicks ]

[ Insects chirping ]

What are we doing?

This is where I grew up.

[ Door closes ]

Sold the farm after my family died, but kept the shed.

Good to have a bolt-hole if you're in a tight space.

So, Gary.

-Yo. -Anything new?

Anything of note?

Um, no, nothing I can think of.

I had a bit of a snarl-up with some deliveries in Germany,

but I got it sorted.

What would I do without you, huh?

So, uh, really?

Nothing new?

No.

'Cause, um,

Jesse and I were doing a bit of housekeeping on the side,

and, um...

...things are not exactly as I remember them.

Yeah. I'm -- I...

I did make a few changes to the way the system admin runs,

but nothing major.

All right?

"Major" is a relative concept.

Why don't I get your laptop and we'll check it?

[ Bird squawking ]

Yeah. What's he talking about with housekeeping?

Hello? [ Snaps fingers ]

Talking to you.

What have you been doing with the site?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You two getting along?

GARY: Um...

Gary.

Why don't you, uh...take a seat?

-I'm all right, thanks. -No, I'd really like you to sit.

Sure.

ROTH: Jess?

Would you mind walking us through it?

Can -- Can I...

Can I...

I'm not -- I'm really --

I'm much better when I can plan for things,

and I'm -- I'm not sure what's gonna happen here.

It feels like something bad is gonna happen.

Something bad is already happening, Jesse.

Something bad is happening to a kid who doesn't deserve it.

Hey, Jan.

I think I asked you to sit, Gary.

A boy that should be at home with his parents,

safe and sound, but he can't be

because Gary here decided to use the basement for my website

to open up a fun park for pedophiles.

So, yeah, you know,

parts of this are gonna be uncomfortable, Jesse.

Not as uncomfortable as you're gonna feel

if something happens to that kid.

So buck up.

So, where were we?

Um, housekeeping.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Jesse, would you, um,

would you mind pulling up what we worked on

just so we can refresh Gary's memory if we have to?

GARY: Hey, listen, Jan.

You've -- You've got every right to be upset --

-Upset? -Every right --

ROTH: Upset?

I trusted you.

GARY: I know.

I brought you into my business, my family.

I let you look after Tahila. What were you gonna do with her?

Hmm? Hmm?

You gonna sell her to some scumbag for 30 pieces of silver?

No. Of course not, man. Just let me explain.

-Explain? -Jan, please.

Explain? I don't need your explanation, Judas.

I'll -- I'll make it up to you. I will.

-Me? -I'll make it up to you.

You think -- You think...this is about me?

GARY: Yeah.

The fact that you set up your little business on my website,

potentially exposing it, does piss me off a little.

But exposing all those other people to danger --

Well, I don't think there's a word for how it makes me feel.

[ Grunts ]

ROTH: Where's the boy?

-[ Gagging ] -Where's the boy?

Jan, no!

-Gary, where's the boy? -No. Please.

Where is the boy?

GARY: Stop! Stop!

[ Gagging ]

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

-[ Tires screech ] -Wait! No! Please! Stop!

Please! Stop!

[ Breathing heavily ]

No. No. No.

[ Engine shuts off ]

Jesse.

Do you know what you've done, you fucking -- fucking idiot?!

He's the only one who knows where Callum is!

I'm sorry.

I couldn't stop.

All of your talk.

All your... righteous indignation.

What did you think would end up on the site?

You said anything goes.

You put Gary at the wheel.

So this -- all this is on your head.

[ Vehicle approaching ]

[ Brakes squeak, engine idling ]

Hi. Could I get a ride into town?

WOMAN: No worries. Get in.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

No idea where he was calling from.

I just spent the last 12 hours

trying not to imagine him washed up on a beach.

I was too relieved to think about anything else.

What do you think Roth's up to?

He's got some files he obviously stole.

The two guys who got killed had been trying to decrypt them.

That's why he grabbed Jesse -- to finish what they started.

No sense of what's inside the files?

Well, it has to be more than pedophilia.

Things are pretty bad there.

Everyone's on edge. It's like fight or flight 24/7.

Roth's watching the people he loves

being shot down in the street.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

Who is that?

I don't know.

[ Hinges squeak ]

You took your time.

I don't know Roth that well.

I only met him a couple of times.

I'm there 'cause of his brother-in-law.

That's Remsey?

Which is what leads me to be wearing your shirt right now.

Do you often break into the houses of people you barely know

and steal their wardrobe?

I did not break in.

Told your neighbor I was your cousin.

She showed me where the key was.

Straight-out lies and deception is much more palatable.

Remsey's been involved in nonviolent protests there

for more than a decade.

Big picture, they want a referendum for independence.

Day to day, they want a say in what happens to their land --

to live without threats and intimidation.

That's why he wanted to come to the forum --

to voice the concerns of the locals

before the mine lease is signed.

This is where the two Aussies were killed --

the road to Helmston.

Mining what?

Gold, nickel, some copper.

Who owns it?

Multinational.

Australian, U.S., British shareholders.

Classic Western model -- lease the land for a pittance,

exploit the bejesus out of the natural resources,

pay the locals peanuts.

Shock, horror. They're a bit disgruntled.

And every couple of months, tensions boil over.

This is Marcus Kombian.

He was Remsey's 2IC.

They're saying he ambushed the car, shot the two Australians,

and that one of them fired back and killed him.

Which was bullshit.

He was killed at point-blank range 12 hours later.

I can get statements from three people

who saw him after the attack happened.

What I'm trying to find out

is whether the Australian government know

they're being sold a crock or not.

And this leads back to Remsey Gangi

and you being here in my shirt how?

FLYNN: As their leader,

Remsey will carry the can for the murders.

They'll say he incited the attack,

and finally there'll be an excuse to jail him.

He goes to jail, he's not coming out.

I thought you might be in a position

to help me put a speed bump on the road.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

Okay. Favorite designer?

Eve Karenchar.

Why?

Because she's the best.

Because she takes no shit and no prisoners

and won't be pressured into being anything

other than who she is.

-Very good. Over. -[ Laughs ]

So, Ms. Baxter, I, um, I see from your application

that you took a couple of years off.

What have you been doing with yourself over that time?

Well, you know, painkillers in the morning,

daytime telly in the afternoon.

Other side.

You're always telling me to just be myself.

Tell me about the other days.

Uh, tell me about the days volunteering in the gallery.

Tell me what it's like to have real-life experience

and how that makes you much more interesting

than 90% of the cookie-cutter kids popping out of high school.

Come on. Tell me.

Alyse?

Alyse.

Oh, shit.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. In.

Slowly in.

Yeah. And out.

[ Exhales deeply ]

Push it out. Push it out.

Slow it down.

That's it. In.

You are a very bossy... individual.

Just keep breathing.

I will tell them.

You...You are going to be great.

FLYNN: What kind of person is she?

Marina Baxter?

Well, she's pretty new to the job,

and she hasn't screwed it up yet.

She got a leg up in the last three shuffle

as a strategy to head off criticism

of an all-male front bench.

Her daughter was in the '05 Bali bombings.

And they milked it like crazy.

Turned her into a poster child for a whole raft of legislation

they wouldn't have got through otherwise.

FLYNN: The photos need to be in her hands, right?

We need to be able to prove that she saw them.

Yeah, I know. I know.

Why am I doing this?

What?

Painting an even larger target on my head

so people from even further away can have a crack.

'Cause this is your party trick.

What?

You can say something's not right.

It gets you off the couch.

That's your trick.

That's what you got.

There's Erin.

Pretty.

I think this will go a bit more smoothly if you wait in the car.

[ Chuckles ] Of course you do.

Hmm.

I need a favor.

Shock me.

Marina Baxter is meeting a cultural delegation

in the CBD today,

and I need to get close enough to ask a few questions.

I need a pass.

SHARP: ...announcement until the local parties

have had a chance to present their cases.

There's no point making a pre-emptive move

if there's going to be a challenge.

MAN: When do you see there being an announcement?

I wonder if you'd have a minute to look at these pictures.

-Sorry. You are? -Ned Banks.

My brother and I have been caught up

in your efforts to find Jan Roth.

You might remember my name from a U.S. extradition request.

This is Marcus Kombian,

the man accused of killing Eric Bell and Christo Borst

in West Papua.

Shot with a single bullet to the forehead.

[ Shutter clicks ]

[ Camera whirs, shutter clicks ]

Mr. Banks, if you have --

Now, I'm not a ballistics expert,

but that wound comes from point-blank range,

not from 50 meters away.

The media are reporting that he was killed in the attack

based on information coming out of your office.

But he wasn't even there at the time.

-How do you know that? -There are witnesses,

people who saw him alive five or six hours after the attack.

The minister is not making statements to the press today.

FLYNN: She's been sold an lie,

an extrajudicial killing dressed up as an act of terror.

She doesn't want to make a statement about that?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

SHARP: It's me.

Can you find out who she is and get back to me?

If you do find out who she is, I want a copy of those photographs

to take to the security briefing meeting tonight.

No, no, no. Absolutely not. Two things.

You need to think very carefully

about heading in there half-cocked

based on a press hijack we can't validate.

What if they're right, Will?

I'm out there on the hustings

selling this as an act of terror.

And if there is any doubt, not to mention the fact

that if word gets out that I saw those photographs,

which clearly show he was being used as a patsy

and I didn't act -- No, no.

I have to at least ask the question.

Okay. All right.

Fine. You can ask the question.

But just not in there,

and not until you know what you're actually dealing with.

You do, they're gonna eat you alive.

-So what's the other thing? -Oh, the meeting's been moved.

To when?

Uh, in six --

No. Actually make that five minutes.

I have to take my daughter to an interview at 2:00.

Well, you'd better hope it's a short session.

Would you even know

who these security forces in the pictures were?

-No. -TNI?

Police? Militia?

Detachment ADA?

A different wing of the separatists?

I don't have all the answers, Neil.

-Clearly. -But I'm on the news every night

talking about this, and we don't have all the facts.

For God's sake.

I'm writing letters to the parents of these two boys killed

telling them justice is being served,

and what's the alternative?

An innocent man gunned down on the street

and another in a detention center?

I can't ignore the accusations.

No one's suggesting you do, Marina,

but the last time I looked,

our priority in the region was supporting a fledgling democracy

in its fight against radical terrorists.

The shit storm we're looking at

if Indonesia fails to pull that off.

But you want to go in there and suggest we reset the agenda,

be my guest.

Let's take a five-minute break before we go in.

BAXTER: Sweetheart.

Sweetheart, this is gonna upset you,

but, uh, our meeting got moved,

so I've ordered a cab to come and pick you up,

and I'll be there as soon as I can.

Sweetheart, can you pick up?

Just so that I know you've got the message.

Uh, your cab will be there soon.

Just...remember to breathe.

You know.

Okay. Bye.

[ Sighs ]

Alyse's university interview. I was meant to be taking her.

-Ouch. -[ Chuckles ]

The odds for me winning the worst mother of the year award

just went through the roof.

I could, um...

Mention this to Neil, he will take my firstborn,

but I could look into the pictures.

See what the level of credibility is.

Where do they come from?

[ Clears throat ]

Ned Banks.

Ned Banks.

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Ned Banks.

They found him.

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Sighs ] Oh, God.

You'll wear a hole in that floor.

No charge for waiting inside.

I told them we'd meet them out here.

Oh, but you'd already know that

'cause you've been monitoring my devices.

You must be loving this.

Little boy lost,

swallowed alive by the boogeymen of the dark net.

Thank God things like this happen from time to time

so you can scare the shit out of everyone.

"Now, hand over your right to privacy,

and we'll only use it against the bad guys."

Goodness.

It just occurred to me

that Jesse's condition could be genetic.

Have we met before?

You look very familiar.

It'll come to me.

Here he is.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Hey.

-Hey. -Hey.

You okay?

Enough with the disappearing- off-the-face-of-the-earth acts.

So, how do you usually work this?

Jesse's gonna help us with a few more things.

There's still a chance we can find Callum.

I need to finish it, Ned.

NED: Why aren't you just raiding Gary's place?

DANIELS: if we knew where his place was, we would,

but he wasn't silly enough to put anything in his name.

From this point forward, Roth had no knowledge of anything.

From here, it's all Gary.

These messages -- They're new.

Oh, no.

No.

Well, that's it. T-That's over.

Gary's dead, and the only person that knows where Callum is

is on his way to get him.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Any reason someone would send you a private message here?

You've got mail.

From who?

BUZBY: Someone smart enough to use a guerrilla mail service,

no IP trace.

Dale Anderson.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

HeBeLove is Dale Anderson.

That message -- It's from Roth.

H-He's telling us to find Dale Anderson.

I wouldn't mount your white house just yet.

That's assuming it's actually the guy's real name.

We'll run the dragnet on it.

We've got warrants to go all the way.

[ Keys clicking ]

He broke down one day.

He was c-complaining about his mechanic,

that he -- he put the wrong petrol in the van.

HANI: Who? Dale?

He was complaining to Gary about it.

[ Keys clicking ]

"How hard can it be? It's not rocket science.

There's a label, for Christ's sake."

"Yeah, but that would require

the mechanic being able to read."

He drives a diesel van.

He drives a diesel van.

You need to find the Dale Anderson

who drives a diesel van.

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

-ANTON: Two Australian matches. -Where?

One in South Australia, one in Sydney.

DIXON: Okay. Let's go with him.

Bring up his bank records.

[ Music continues ]

He's been in Singapore.

Lands in Canberra at 5:15.

[ Applause ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Lands in 45 minutes.

-[ Exhales deeply ] -Thank you.

It's all his work.

Thanks.

My pleasure.

But I'd be less than truthful if I didn't tell you

I was getting myself out of trouble at the same time.

DANIELS: I'm gonna get Rowan to come and pick you guys up,

and as soon as we get an address,

we'll get you as close as we can, okay?

We'll deal with your extradition warrants

first thing in the morning.

You did good, Jesse.

Really. I'm so proud of you.

I feel strangely pleased to have managed that.

Good.

Yeah.

Good.

You said that.

Yeah.

Jesse? Lara wants to see you.

Oh.

Ned.

Hello, Hani.

[ Wind whistling ]

Bring Nolan's feed into the center.

[ Keys clicking ]

DANIELS: Officer Collins has identified the target

from the manifest.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

She's escorting him out the main doors.

They're moving toward the taxi now.

Stand by, Williams.

[ Tires squeal in distance ]

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

Hey, mate.

Where to, mate?

Fyshwick.

WILLIAMS: Got an address?

For the GPS.

Yeah.

[ Paper crinkling ]

5, 86 Lenton Avenue.

Verify it's not his address.

Unit 5, 86 Lenton Avenue.

-Confirmed. -Go, go, go, go!

[ Tires screech ]

Get out of the car!

Get on the ground! Now!

Get out of the car! Get on the ground!

Get on the ground!

Get on the ground!

5, 86 Lenton Avenue.

[ Engine revs, tires squeal ]

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Siren wailing ]

Police! Police!

Lounge room clear!

Bedroom one clear!

I'm sorry. You have to wait here.

I'm sorry. You just have to wait here for a second.

[ Gasps ]

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Door opens ]

-ALILAH: Welcome. Welcome. -HANI: Hi. [ Laughs ]

ALILAH: Oh. Hi.

-Come on in. -JESSE: [ Laughs ]

[ Door closes ]

Looks tremendous.

Welcome back.

ALILAH: Come in.

-[ Clears throat ] -[ Glasses clink ]

-Here we are. -Thank you.

Jesse Banks, you rock.

Yes, Jesse.

Rock. You.

NASIM: To Jesse.

ALILAH: To Jesse.

[ Glasses clinking ]

FLYNN: I swear, once you're inside, you could be on Mars.

It's good to be

the most resource-rich country on earth, eh?

I'm just struggling to get my head around

how they let you take a job there,

given your track record of shit-stirring.

[ Metal squeaking ]

Well, that fire and brimstone you have in your 20s,

when it feels good just to be angry?

Well, you know, we all grow up

and realize the world is a more complex place.

And they bought that?

Clearly.

And then there's the fact that I gave them my married name.

One dividend

from never getting around to updating the paperwork.

Hmm.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Children shouting in distance ]

Oh, dear.

You're in the doghouse.

No. Really. Please, read my messages.

Sorry. Been hanging out with journalists too long.

Well, you've looked at it now. So what'd she say?

"Thought yesterday's favor

might have at least earned me an invitation for dinner."

Yeah.

There's an earlier one from your dad wanting to see you, too.

Want some space?

I can get out of your hair.

Nope.

No need.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

HANI: I wanted to say that, well...

...if I've ever been one of those people,

even for one second, who've underestimated you...

...I'm so, so sorry for that.

If the ground between us is uneven,

it's uneven in my favor, not yours.

Oh, babe.

It was so horrible.

[ Sighs ]

Don't go back there.

Don't go back there.

Stay right here.

Stay right here with me.

[ Pounding on door ]

WOMAN: Immigration!

You're required to come with us.

NASIM: What -- What are your grounds?

WOMAN: We need to talk to you about your visa.

ALILAH: What -- What visa?

HANI: What?! What are you doing?!

-Wait, wait, wait, wait! -Hey! Hey!

Nasim!

What...

Bring his personal papers and his documents.

ALILAH: What -- What...

Mamaji, what's going on?

Baba's visa is being canceled.

I'm gonna follow them in the car.

Where?

To the detention center!

[ Door closes, engine starts ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Cellphone beeps ]

Hey.

I don't -- What?

No, I don't -- I don't know about Nasim.

This is an extradition order for both of us.

You -- You have to come over here, Jess.

I don't understand what's happening.

-I thought we had a deal. -I know.

But by the time I got back to the office

and calls had been made,

there's a sense that the task was to deliver Roth's hard drive

or at least get access to it, and Jesse didn't do that.

This is fucking Lara, isn't it?

It was never about Callum.

Call your lawyer.

Get him to prepare a bail application.

You'll have 30 days to fight it.

I'm sorry, Ned.

JESSE: I can't see any other way.

NED: If you can crack Roth's file,

well, at least we'd know what we were dealing with.

How does it help Hani's dad?

Someone lost something that they clearly want back.

If I was in a position to return it,

then I've got something to trade.

So, you want to go back to Papua?

No, I don't.

I do not want to go back there ever again.

I don't want to go back there even in my mind.

But w-we've got nothing to fight with.

Do you have any idea of the trouble I'd get into

if I get caught smuggling two fugitives back into the country?

Yeah. I have some idea.

That's your party trick, though, isn't it?

I usually hitch a ride back with one of the mine pilots.

Let me make a few calls.

[ Keys clicking ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

Jan Roth used to work for offensive cyber ops.

They're one of the, um, hardest-core intelligence units

working for the American government.

[ Computer beeps ]

[ Insects chirping ]

Why are you still awake, little squirrel?

Scared.

Scared?

[ Speaking native language ]

Why would you be scared...

...when you're best friends

with the most handsome prince that ever walked the earth?

Not that handsome.

Hmm.

Best friends with Prince Rama,

the most handsome prince that ever walked the earth.

And together, they went to rescue

the beautiful and the wise...

Princess Sita.

ROTH ...who has been taken by the demon king, Ravana.

It was a long, long, fierce battle,

the enemy so powerful that they could regrow their limbs

as fast as Prince Rama could cut them off.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

Ned?

Jesse?

Until the very end, it was a battle to the death.

JESSE: I'm gambling, Hani Parande,

girlfriend of exactly 15 weeks, that you'll know me well enough

to find your way to this message.

I'm gonna get the files they want

and trade them for your dad.

ROTH: And Prince Rama and Princess Sita were reunited.

And their loyal friend, Hanuman...

...flies on ahead to ask the villagers

to light the paths with lamps...

...so the couple can find their way home.

The Description of Episode 3