02x01 - Revival

[bunniefuu]

(voices whispering)

♪♪

(zipper zipping)

(car door closes)

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(voices whispering)

(bag rustling)

(bag hisses)

(voices whispering)

(coughing)

(birds chirping)

(voices whispering)

(voices whispering)

(man singing in native language)

♪ Take the head
and the body will follow ♪

♪ Take the head ♪

♪ Take the head
and the body will follow ♪

♪ Take the head ♪

♪ Take me home ♪

♪ Take me home. ♪

♪♪

(woman crying)

(man murmurs)

What are they gonna do to us?

Just come here.

It's okay.

(all scream)

You guys want to pull up?

- (grunts)
- (tires hisses)

(grunts)

See anything?

- (grunts)
- (gasps, screams)

- Something's up.
- Agent: Form up!

(g*nf*re)

- (all scream)
- Agent # : Take one!

Agent # : Watch the flank!

Agent: Get down!

(gurgles)

- (doors clang)
- What's going on?

(speaks native language) _

- Let's go.
- Come on!

(overlapping chatter)

- Agent: Stop or we'll sh**t!
- Agent # : Get that dirty rug!

(all screaming)

Ahh!

(g*nf*re continues)

(agents shouting)

Agent: sh**t that Hairy bugger!

Agent # : Watch out!

(grunts)

(all screaming)

Oi! Come here.

- (gasps)
- Stay down!

- (panting)
- (Djukara groaning)

(whimpering)

Djukara?

Djukara? Djukara, no.

Djukara, no. Wake up.

(sobbing) Djukara, wake up!

- Djukara!
- Latani.

(wailing) No!

Latani, get up! Come on!

Djukara! No!

Run!

Go.

(police radio chatter)

Man: No guard survived.

And we have no idea where
the attackers came from.

Casualties from the Zone?

Eight human dead, subhuman.

The Authority deleted
their details from the system

when they were arrested
in preparation for...

So the rest of them are loose
somewhere in the city

along with whatever the hell
that thing was that att*cked them.

Footage leaks of Geoff
Matthews being strangled

while screwing a rug.

Now I've got dozens of fatalities

and Christ knows how many
subhumans roaming the city.

We need a replacement.

- They're meeting now?
- There's been an emergency.

Yeah, I saw the Geoff Matthews footage.

Everyone saw that.
This is a new emergency.

The chief of staff and I
have never seen eye to eye.

The secretary says
he values your contribution.

This is their own mess,

and they want someone
to take the fall for it.

- But it's also the first time...
- But it's also a chance

to finally have some influence

over how this government does things.

I was going to say it's
also a very big promotion.

(phone chirping)

It's him.

(chirping continues)

Marion Frith.

- (g*nf*re)
- (people screaming)

Ben: That's everything we know.

As minister, you will of
course have my full support.

- You want a sacrificial lamb.
- Marion, that's not...

Someone to clean up
the Geoff Matthews mess,

steady the ship before election,

and then gracefully accept demotion.

Of course not.

I'll do it.

But I won't walk away
after the election.

I want complete oversight
of all relevant departments,

including the CA.

And no one can see that footage.

Anything else?

(fetal heartbeat)

Jarrod: It's amazing.

Doctor: Fetal heart rate's normal.

Charlotte: What about
development indicators?

Within the expected percentiles.

Our last doctor was concerned
with the rate of growth.

Your baby is developing just fine.

Well, why did I collapse, then?

I thought it might be
a heterotopic pregnancy.

Doctor: There's no indications
of anything outside the uterus.

We can rule that one out.

What about anemia?

Well, your blood count's fine and...

your blood pressure's normal.

Is there any possibility you might
have just been overdoing it?

No.

Jarrod: You had a lot
of pressure on you.

She was in quite a state
before the collapse.

I've never seen you like that before.

- I couldn't find the clinic.
- I know, angel.

She got off at the wrong floor.

I can speak for myself.

So, what do you think, Doctor?

Honestly.

Well, Dr. Cleary, you're fit.

You're busy. Pregnancy's not an illness.

Perhaps you just need
more rest at this stage.

Well, I'll show you out.

Jerrod: Sedatives?

Doctor: She'd know that's risky.

Jarrod: At what point does survival
outside the womb become viable?

Potential survival
starts around weeks.

Prospects improve the longer
the fetus stays in the womb.

We may need to remove the fetus

considerably earlier than that.

I see.

The fetus must remain viable

and Charlotte safe, of course.

I'll make a list
of the equipment we'll need.

Thank you. I'll be in touch.

- Waruu, you let yourself in.
- Your CA destroyed the Zone.

The plan was to reclaim the land.

My family was there.

You didn't take them with you?

God, I'm sorry.

I believe some may have escaped.

But you don't know where.

I gave you what you wanted.

And you were paid handsomely.

But I still don't have what I want.

Where is he?

What happened to your face?

Different rules apply
to men like us, Waruu.

We have to make difficult choices.

There'll be sacrifices.

So what have you sacrificed?

So, each screen shows a
different sector of the city?

Correct, and direct feed from
the CA surveillance center,

- as requested.
- Excellent.

They really do have eyes everywhere.

Mr. McIntyre, please.

Minister, congratulations
on the promotion.

- Thank you.
- I trust everything's in order.

It is, and I appreciate your
making it happen so promptly.

Perhaps you'd like me to talk
you through how things operate.

Oh, no, that won't be necessary,
Mr. McIntyre.

My government's grateful for the
dedication you've shown to your work,

but your services as head of
CA will no longer be required.

- You're sacking me.
- We'll now be running things

from within the Department
of Human Safety.

With all due respect, I do possess a
great deal of corporate knowledge.

It's been a privilege
to work for the government

in these difficult times.

Before you go...

(sighs)

You're aware the att*ck
on the convoy occurred

in the southwest outskirts of the city?

Yes.

Why aren't your resources
centered there?

We're following operational
guidelines, Minister.

No, you're not.

Lucia, get onto the CA,
redirect all units.

Macclesfield estate,
block by block search outwards.

- And I want vision.
- Leave it with me, Minister.

Thank you, Mr. McIntyre.

I'll organize someone
to help you pack up your desk.

That won't be necessary.

(badge clatters)

Already?

Did you catch the bird?

Sort out another way. I want him found.

I've got something that belongs to you.

What?

It was your Uncle Jimmy's.

A house.

Jimmy owned a house in the city?

You know he worked for me sometimes.

It's yours now.

Aren't you in need of a home? And a job?

I have enough money to do what I like.

Forgive me. Uh, my mistake.

But as Jimmy's heir...

Isn't Koen Jimmy's heir?

At least for the moment.

Come on, Waruu,
let's finish what we started.

This is your time.

What else did Jimmy have
that I don't know about?

Just the house.

(lock beeps)

♪♪

Jimmy's sh*t.

- (pottery clatters)
- (dog barking)

Shut up!

(distant barking continues)

♪♪

(high-pitched ringing)

(rapid beeping)

(panting)

(rapid beeping)

(grunting)

(panting)

Marion: Ladies and gentlemen,

today we face an unprecedented
security crisis.

Despite liberating the Zone,
it is now clear

an unknown number of subhumans
are at large in our city.

In order to ensure public safety,

the government has declared
a state of emergency

and security forces
will be given increased powers

to deal with the crisis.

(over PA) And a curfew will
be enforced at sunset.

These measures are not permanent.

They will be an inconvenience.

However, I believe they are necessary,

and they should demonstrate
to you that this government

will spare no effort to protect you

and to protect our way of life.

We get to say who lives here

and who doesn't.

And with your help, we will prevail.

Thank you and God bless.

(device chirping, beeping)

Go. Next.

Stop.

(beeping)

Match.

Next. Stop.

Stop.

Eyes forward.

(beeping)

(chirps)

- Yeah.
- Go. Next.

♪♪

(water bubbling)

(cigarette lighter clicks open, lights)

I thought you were long dead.

(Koen sighs)

Why are you here?

- Free booze.
- (chuckles)

Aunty...

what happened?

You don't remember?

The CA...

piled into the Zone.

Smoke and noise everywhere.

And a man in a flash suit,

cold eyes...

he walk right through that smoke.

So many sh*ts.

(sniffled) They dragged you away.

We all had to surrender after that.

And they rounded us up,
chucked us into trucks

and took our IDs.

And then we were ambushed on the road.

So, our people could still be there,

where the trucks were hit.

Hold on.

Not a smart idea.

They've all disappeared.

You don't know that for sure, Aunty.

Blair, he can help us.

He did good by you, Koen.

He went down.

He threw himself
at the man with the g*n.

(crying)

I've got to see it for myself.

- Koen!
- (door closes)

There's a car in the driveway.

Where are the keys?

They're in my pocket.

The other pocket.

- (keys jingle)
- You're from the Zone, right?

You know they'll be looking for you.

There are roadblocks all over this city.

I mean, how far do you
think you're going to get?

What do you care?

I'm just saying.

Don't.

Jarrod: Can your guy in
the CA be relied on?

Marion Frith is not as smart
as she thinks she is.

This is a direct feed.

What about Koen West?

My guy's program
should be able to track him.

(beeping)

There, he passed through a CA checkpoint

beside Central Station
an hour and a half ago.

And the Authority?

Well, no one else knows who he is.

- (chatter)
- (police radio chatter)

(twig snaps, leaves rustling)

Hey, come out here.

Come on.

I can see you.

You were... you were dead.

Is there anyone else?

Th-there's others,
but they're miles away.

They sent me back to see
if anyone was left behind.

Come on, now.

Go.

(grunting)

We're going to make a slight detour.

All right.

(engine starts)

(banging on door)

Mungo: Harry! Harry, open up!

(banging)

Special delivery.

(crying)

♪♪

(all whispering)

Minister, congratulations
on your appointment.

This is Waruu West,

cultural expert on the Hairy people.

Mr. West.

Before you go any further,

my decision to terminate
Slade Industries' contract

with the Containment Authority is final.

Ah, that's not what I'm
here to talk about.

Portable ID scanners.

You already supply these
to the Authority.

Your checkpoints scan for IDs, correct?

So, a shaved-down Hairy in possession

of a reasonable ID card
could pass through

your checkpoint undetected.

It's possible.

Would you allow me to demonstrate?

- (beeping)
- (gasps)

This device analyzes the genetic code

of a person's DNA and enables you

to tell immediately who is
human and who is Hairy.

(chimes)

As you can see, human.

- This is a prototype?
- This is a model.

have been tested
and are ready for activation.

Isn't that getting ahead of yourself?

Well, I saw a need.

Mr. West is our foremost
expert on the Hairy people.

Any contract for these devices
would need his input on their use.

- No.
- Minister...

I'll take the devices,
but I'm not employing him.

But Mr. West could...

And I'm not interested in your attempts

to regain influence in the Authority.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Playing the long game here, Waruu.

She didn't even look at me.

("Butterfly" playing in background)

(chatter)

Pinot grigio, amber ale,
pear cider, mate.

- Hey.
- You hear something?

- No, mate. Did you?
- Don't think so.

- Ahem.
- Don't bullshit me. I was here first.

And who are you?

(laughter)

(music continues)

Don't touch my cider,
you pricks, all right?

Okay.

(choking)

This is who I am.

(grunts)

(giggling, chatter)

♪♪

(kissing)

(voices whispering)

Out.

Get out!

(door opens, closes)

Woman on PA: Your attention, please.

Curfew will begin at : PM.

Anyone found away from their
registered place of address

will be placed under immediate arrest.

Your attention, please.

Curfew will begin at : PM.

One of those girls your daughter, yeah?

No talking.

(scoffs)

Aren't you scared having your
daughter around one of them?

She's just a kid.

And your government's so scared
of her, they want to k*ll her?

She's a Hairy.

Can I ask how old you are?

How old are you? Hmm?

We think you're pretty
weird, too, you know.

All that skin and flesh exposed.

You're weak and slow

and live a third of the time that we do.

(chuckles)

We could hunt you down

and destroy your kind so easily.

But we don't.

So, you want to ask any more questions?

♪♪

(beeping)

♪♪

Woman on PA: Your attention, please.

Curfew will begin at : PM.

Anyone found away from their
registered place of address

will be placed under immediate arrest.

There's of us here.

It was this morning.

How many escaped?

There would've been around
of us in the Zone.

A few d*ed at the vans.

We need medicine for
the wounded, bandages.

And blankets.

It's freezing in this place.

You can't risk heading out
into the city, but I can.

Give us a list. We'll get going.

You're not up to it, Aunty.

I'm not sitting around here

using up supplies these buggers need.

Besides, Nerida
and Alinta are out there.

I'll bring you whatever I can find.

How you going, Aunty?

Never seen a place as sorry as this.

Well, better than being
in a containment center.

At least we get fed regular.

Don't know that for sure.

Those trucks could've been
taking us anywhere.

Fancy hotel, you reckon?

Imagine all us Hairy fellas...

crowding into a fancy hotel.

(woman crying)

Those skins wouldn't know
what to do, where to look.

Wouldn't want to touch anything
in case they got contaminated.

Probably close the place down
after we'd all gone.

We could really mess them up.

Harry: One day.

Yeah.

One day.

♪♪

Maybe we can offload
some of it for cash.

(chuckles) Yep.

(beeping)

You ready to go?

You got some other clothes upstairs,

or you fancy keeping
that b*llet-riddled look?

I'll go change.

Okay, let's go shopping.

- Oh!
- All righty.

You scared the daylights out of me.

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to help.

We still have time to take him back.

Come on, please.

Can I stay?

Well, don't look at me.

- Keep your head down.
- Okay.

- I mean it.
- Okay. Jeez.

- (birds chirping)
- (leaves rustling)

I want to know everything
you're doing here

with the Hairies.

(monitors beeping)

(computers chirping)

Extreme adaptive ability
is wired into the Hairy DNA.

It's the source of their power.

Unfortunately for humans,

the effects only lasted a couple of days

and couldn't be repeated.

Why is that?

I don't know. I wish I did.

I need more Hairy DNA.

But without access
to the Containment Authority,

these three are the only
subjects I have left.

What's this?

Harvesting removes their strength.

Their hair falls out.

Okay if I talk to him?

I stood up and fought for your people

and was cast aside,

shown no respect.

But things are about to change.

You're special, Boondee.

You will be the Hairy who changes
the lives of your people,

and I will be the man
who makes that happen.

Then you will respect me.

Get me another meeting with Frith.

♪♪

(distant siren wailing)

Hello, little subbie.

Come out to play. Huh?

Come on. Come on.

I want to see
what you're made of, subbie.

Huh?

Now, now.

No need to get cranky.

(tsking)

- (thumping)
- Come on.

Open up. Huh?

♪ Open up, little furry man. ♪

This Joplin. Jop-lin.

Say, "Hello, Joplin."

Hello. Huh?

(thumping)

- (both grunting)
- Enough!

- Oi!
- (screams) You...

(grunts)

Well, that was very silly, subbie.

♪ Hello... ♪

♪ Little... ♪

♪ Furry man. ♪

(grunting)

Hey! Get away from him!

Get away from him, you dog!

(gasping)

(both grunt)

(voices whispering)

(screams)

(car alarms blaring)

(echoing) No.

Mungo!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No.

Come on, brother, breathe, breathe.

Breathe, Mungo!

Come on. Come on.

Come on, bruh. Come on, brother.
Come on.

You bastards!

(screams)

♪♪

(birds chirping)

♪♪

(music playing)