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Stuart Mitchell & Ryan Lovell
EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - SATURDAY, 26/12/2015 0713HRS
A quiet, middle-class Australian street filled with ordinary
houses. We hear a helicopter drawing closer.
A convoy of three cars -- a Sedan with an SUV front and rear
-- enters the street.
Looking for forty-two.
The convoy continues down the street. We can hear a
helicopter overhead now.
On our left. Lead vehicle braking
The convoy comes to a synchronous halt out the front of -2
EXT. CAMDEN RESIDENCE FRONT - CONTINUOUS
Passenger doors on the SUVs open simultaneously, several
AGENTS step out, as -HELICOPTER OVERWATCH (V.O.)
Shield, area safe. Tracking one
passenger vehicle on Watson street,
and one female walking dog in
Dooran. Traffic on the highway is
CHRIS, a focused 30-something year old, exits the front
passenger seat of the Sedan. In the background, AGENTS stand
by each SUV.
Hummingbird, Shield Actual; hold
air. Lindsey, I'm feet on ground,
we'll have the prize in ten.
Understood. Ping me when you're
oscar mike; I'll route you from the
Chris is joined by MICHAEL -- in his
complexion and manicured facial hair
PORTER, walking down the garden path
of the house. They stop in front of
30's with Russian
-- and fellow agent
towards the front door
the door, Chris rings
What if she's not home?
She's probably dead.
Chris ignores them.
Suicide by salad fork.
For just one minute can you -Chris turns as the door to the house opens -- JUDY is
standing beyond it.
Ms Camden? I'm Agent James, and
this is Agent Danshov and Agent
Porter. We work for the federal
As do I.
Ma'am are you alone in the house at
Uh, no. My daughter is sleeping. Is
It should be. Agents Danshov and
Porter are just going to enter the
property now with you, if you don't
Michael and Porter step in through the open doorway, and
I have orders to take you and your
immediate family into federal
protective custody. If there's
anything you need to take with you
-- a phone, keys, laptop -- you've
got five minutes.
I can't tell you anything more at
this time Ma'am.
Do I need to call my office?
No ma'am, the AFP will take care of
that... and your staff.
Judy disappears inside the house. Chris turns around and
looks out at the street. The street is all quiet, though the
helicopter still rumbles distantly overhead.
No trace of a salad fork.
You're not looking hard enough,
For just one --
Do I need to take anything in
Mainly yourself and your daughter,
Judy appears at the doorway with her daughter LISA (10)
escorted by Michael and Porter.
Lindsey; prize in hand, we'll be
oscar-mike in thirty.
Judy locks the door behind her, and the party make their way
to the Sedan. Judy and Lisa are let into the rear passenger
seats. Chris enters the front passenger seat. The other
agents return to the SUVs.
The convoy takes off.
INT. SEDAN - MOMENTS LATER
Judy and Lisa are seated in the back seat. Chris is in the
front passenger seat. FLICK, blonde and too attractive for a
suit, is driving.
Where are we going?
A secure suite at the Parliament,
Who are you, again?
Agent James, ma'am. I'm supervising
this AFP operation.
Not AFP though?
You can't tell me who you work for.
Chris looks across Flick and they grin.
SMASH CUT TO:
END OF TEASER
INT. NSOD UNDERGROUND CARPARK - SATURDAY 26/12/2015 0902HRS
A hand is pressing buttons on a number pad beside a glass
door. The door features a central icon of a Kangaroo and the
label "Kangaroo Pastry PTY. LTD.".
KYRA is trying rather unsuccessfully to unlock the door that
would let her into the small elevator foyer. Sexy, new and
American, she will be our audience's surrogate and our cast's
playtoy for at least a while.
We soon notice BRIAN -- in his 40's, in dire need of coffee
and carrying a briefcase with way too much office gear. He is
standing near to her and waiting irritably.
Kyra feels his presence behind her and turns.
Oh thank God, can you help me here?
Brian stares at her unsympathetically, then struggles to
check the time on his watch.
Are you... here to sell things?
Oh, no -- sorry, its my first -BRIAN
It's just I don't recall seeing you
Yes, I'm starting here today -BRIAN
And I would say that, of all the
people who grace the hallways of
the building above, I know most of
Well if you'd just let us in I
And most of them know that there's
an alternating weekly access code-
Well, I thought I did but it's -wait, did you say weekly?
Have you "email"?
Do you use it?
Excellent. So you stand -Brian indicates her to come towards him, and them moves
several feet further from the door.
-- right here. And use your email.
Brian walks back to the door and taps into the keypad.
I'm going in now.
He enters the small foyer... but stops and turns. As he goes
to speak, the glass door shuts behind him. He sighs.
Brian approaches the glass door and pulls at it -- it doesn't
budge. He sighs again. He struggles to free his other hand
to unlock the door using the internal keypad.
Punching in the numbers, he pulls at the door with his hand
and lodges it open with a foot before regaining his
composure, his gear balanced precariously.
Did you say you're new here?
Are you -He puts
a finger up, gesturing for her to wait a moment. He
with his kit to get the briefcase open. He pulls out
of paper whilst also putting a pair of reading
Kyra smiles apologetically and tugs at an ID on a lanyard.
Brian blinks. Brian sighs.
He takes off, and she moves to keep up. The glass door closes
behind them; we take note of the logo for 'Kangaroo Pastry
INT. NSOD UPPER CORRIDOR - MOMENTS LATER
The doors to the elevator open. Brian and Kyra step out.
INT. NSOD DEFOPS WORKROOM - CONTINUOUS
JOSH -- late twenties, nerdy and a not-so-closet homosexual - and DAN -- rough looking young asian man -- are seated at a
table together, drinking coffee. Josh is working at a laptop,
Dan is reading the newspaper.
Josh and Dan look up.
This is Kyra; she can use email.
Josh, I want news-feed by ninethirty. Dan, don't you have like a
bomb or some-such you can be doing
a thing with? If anyone needs me
I'll be in my Office, and by that I
mean unless the Prime Minister is
on fire you bring it to Kyra.
Brian exits the room into the adjacent office, swinging the
BRIAN (O.S.) (CONT’D)
She can email me about it.
Kyra looks at Josh and Dan.