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the situation under control.

HOME SECRETARY:
What kind of spin do

you think will work for the moment?

JONAS:
Maybe if I could see

what's going on in there,

I could come up

with something.

The only people

allowed in or out

are emergency services, Jonas,

you know that.

It's still contaminated.

Hey.

JONAS ( over phone ): Hey.

What time will you be home?

Late. Don't wait up, please.

So where is this place?

I'm not exactly sure.

Willy's gonna show me.

Are you sure this guy's okay?

Yeah, he's harmless.

Okay. Just be careful,

all right?

I will.

Okay, bye.

Night.

You do like poking around

dark corners, don't you?

Can't help myself, Willy.

I hear these things

can get a little bit, uh, dodgy.

Never been?

No, not my scene.

This is her.

Have fun.

Hey.

Hello?

Do you want me

to get someone?

Can you look at me?

JENNIFER:

I watch people.

I watch what they do.

And now...

I'm afraid.

There are places everywhere

in this city

where hostility is gathering.

Fear is feeding on it.

Anxiety is breeding in it.

Are we all wearing masks now?

Are we using them

to hide from the truth?

Are we pretending

these plastic expressions

will protect us from things

we don't want to see?

Or are we too scared

to show our real face?

Trying to hide something

we don't want others to see.

Right, I'm back

in the office.

MAN:

We have another situation

in the Quarantine Zone.

Troops are on the way.

Thought we had things

under control in there.

The press will have questions.

So get your people briefed.

We'll be in touch.

What's it like in there?

Request permission

to enter Quarantine Zone.

MAN 2:

Permission granted.

[WHISPERING]

You cover the first floor.

I'll take the rookie

and sweep down here.

Sir?

Sir, where are you?

Control.

Control, I've lost

my team leader.

Control, can you hear me?

Control?

Ambulance chasing again?

I saw a woman

cut herself last night.

Just another night

out looking for trouble, eh?

I don't think

it was suicide.

I think she was...

driven to it.

Driven?

By what?

Yeah, your mates

didn't believe me either.

I'll walk you out.

So, what's your story?

The limp.

Memento. The war.

Must have been young.

Enlisted when I was 15.

Lied about my age.

That explains the booze.

Pills too, I bet.

I'm observant for a living.

Yeah.

But it's pretty obvious,

actually.

You lost someone,

didn't you?

New Year's Eve.

The memory band.

Daughter.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Try and stay

out of trouble, eh?

People want to know

what the weapons facility

was doing there, Minister.

Well, now we don't want

to rush to judgment here.

No one was supposed to know

that weapons facility

ever existed.

Records were classified.

It was ten floors down

for chrissake.

Right. And cleaned up

70 years ago, supposedly.

I think you'll just wanna stick

with accident, Jonas.

Seriously?

Oops, sorry.

Didn't realize

you were living on top

of a chemical weapons dump

until someone,

and we still

don't know who, blew it up.

There's a dead zone

in the heart of our city.

How much longer

do you think people

are gonna be

satisfied with that?

And I'm afraid

that's checkmate.

[LAUGHS]

Oh.

Yes. Yes.

Tell the fellas that we're

having steak tonight, mate.

[CHUCKLES]

Willy G.

Oh, Mathis.

Why am I

not surprised?

What have

we got here?

Earned this

shining shoes, did we?

Delivering groceries?

Some other honest enterprise?

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot.

You got some skills

of your own, eh?

Where's the rest?

[SIGHS]

Good day.

So are we gonna stand around

moralizing all day,

or are you interested

in a trade?

Might have some

of that information

about New Year's Eve

you were after.

I'm listening.

You know

the Silver Street boys?

Unfortunately.

Word is, Dickie Prince was

shooting his mouth off

about the bombings

a couple nights ago.

All nudge and wink

kind of stuff, of course.

But it's like he knows

more than he's saying.

But saying just enough

to keep you listening.

And you've seen

this nudging and winking?

Well,

a couple of my crew.

We do odd bits for the Silver

Streets from time to time.

Dickie thinks

my lads are too stupid

to know what

he's talking about.

Okay. This one's a pass.

But next time.

What?

What about my stash?

Go get Dickie.

Yeah, well, the bugs

Want the floor-wearin' shoes

Yeah, they're stompin'

On your feet and makin'...

So...

You some kind

of comedian?

Come on, Dickie.

I mean, we all know you're not

the tightest knot on the docks,

but a grungy nightclub?

New Year's Eve,

I mean, that's low, man,

even for a piece of sh*t

like you.

Now, do you think

I'm stupid, boy?

F***.

Just keep this

between me and him.

Leave it.

I said leave it!

You are stupid, Dickie.

Stupid and slow.

I'm gonna give you a couple

of days to think things over,

and then

I'm gonna come back.

You're gonna have the

information about that night.

Ain't that right,

Dickie?

Say yes, Dickie.

I don't know sh*t!

You f***ing will

when I come back, won't you?

I'd get a Band-Aid

for that if I were you.

[DOOR BEEPS, OPENS]

What's the plan?

Minister's

redevelopment speech

at the Omni tonight,

remember? Black tie.

Right.

So, what do you think

he should say when they ask?

When they ask what?

The usual.

"When are we going

to lift the quarantine?"

A little hope would go

a long way, you know.

I don't put much stock

in the bullshit

of hope these days.

[PHONE RINGING]

I need to take this.

In private, Jonas.

Yeah?

Mm-hm.

I saw

the press conference.

It's getting harder.

Is it?

There's a lot of pressure.

People's expectations.

Even my right-hand man

is proving difficult to manage.

You said

he was pliable.

You told us

he would follow your lead.

He's not a puppet, sir.

I have to show there's

progress going on in there.

Have we made a mistake?

I'm sorry?

No, I--

I just need

to know what's going on.

I need to know what to say.

There are very few people

we can trust,

but I thought

you were one of them.

So I'll ask you again.

Have we made a mistake?

No.

No, sir.

You can trust me.

I'll manage it.

MAN [THROUGH GLASSES]:

I think you should see this.

Blood toxicology

shows abnormally

elevated levels

of norepinephrine.

And we found

significant levels

of neuro-modulators

in the spinal fluid.

Manner of death is consistent

with all the others.

Was he given the antidote?

Yes.

And?

Made no difference

as far as we can see.

The tissue results

will confirm that.

How soon will you have those?

Within a few hours.

Call me, immediately

you get the results.

Problems?

JONAS [OVER PHONE]:

Another speech by the minister.

Attendance required.

What about you?

I'm headed towards

the theater district.

Well, wake me up

when you come in later.

I'll see you soon.

Bye.

Love you.

[OPERA MUSIC AND VOCALS

PLAYING WITHIN]

[WOMAN SINGING ARIA

OVER SPEAKERS]

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

No. No, no, wait!

You didn't come to bed.

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