Firebite

Neeks! Bring us up!

Neeks, go! Neeks!

Oh, shit!

Oh, no! No!

Shanika.

Neeks?

We should make new weapons.

And go to the clinic - get bandages, medicine -

for when we go back down.

We can't do that. You nearly killed us both.

All right? That was stupid.

You know the rules!

What about Mum? We need to...

We got to think of ourselves, is what we need to do.

She's gone. All right? There's no saving her.

There you go, old man.

Shanika.

You here to help with the renos?

Tyson.

Shanika...

Yeah. What about her?

I, um...

Kitty?

I found her all banged up and, um... I...

I had to call Welfare.

You are shittin' me.

Shanika will be placed in a group home

unless you're prepared to cooperate.

Well, I'm here, aren't I?

The biggest concern we have

is Shanika hasn't been going to school.

Nah. I can explain that. Her woman problems.

There's also concern about her physical wellbeing.

Nah, I can explain that too. OK? She's a clumsy kid.

Every time I take her roo shootin', she's down a hole.

- Tyson... - She's up a tree.

Uh... she's around weapons?

And she handles the weapons?

She's not there to root spiders, mate.

Of course she handles the weapons. OK?

She's a crack shot too. And you wanna see her gut a pig.

Oh, Jesus. Listen, Tyson. She is a risk!

Nah, nah, nah. Richard, we are all good.

We want to complete a parental plan:

home inspections, supervised visits,

no firearms,

drugs and alcohol testing.

You're not gonna get her back unless you sharpen up, OK?

Did you hear what I said?

I heard what you said.

And I'm not a fuckin' idiot.

I got you.

All right.

Let's say our prayers.

For what we're about to receive,

may the Lord make us truly grateful.

Everyone, eat.

There a problem, Shanika?

I'm not hungry.

Are you sick?

No.

Do you have allergies?

No.

Then you can eat.

Drink.

I thought he killed the last blood hunter.

These tunnels echo, idiot.

All it took was some boomerang and a little girl in nappies!

We've begun cleaning up.

The losses were quite substantial.

We'll make more.

Piss weak.

You heard me.

There's been nothing but deaths since you came here.

Lucas.

Move her to my chamber.

What happened to my stuff?

They searched for knives, razors, weapons.

They even confiscated a library card from me once.

- Why? - I can turn anything sharp.

They probably thought the same for you.

I got this in a fight.

Well, you can't smash in here.

The last girl that swung at Jenny went straight to juvvie.

Thought this was juvvie.

This is the place where they care for you.

You can borrow some of my clothes.

Nah. I won't be in here much longer.

Tyson will come get me tomorrow.

Lucky you.

Mum!

Shanika!

Three men and a kid.

And no sign of them at camp.

Are we just telling everyone about suckers now?

You know he just lost his brother and sister?

Yeah, well, we all lost people.

Maybe I should go find the real blood hunter. Where is he?

He's dead.

They found him.

Neeks and I caught the tail end of the show.

Oh, so you brought this young girl into all this danger?

Yeah. I did, old man.

And that's none of your business, is it?

Hmm?

Well, this community is my business.

Tyson, we need protecting.

Yeah, well, I'll be protecting the pub.

Piss off.

She's not gonna believe a scrappy little gin

who thinks she's tough, huh?

Learn your place, like Tessa. She knows.

Clint? Seb?

What's that racket?

Come give me a hand.

Don't wait up for us. OK?

Ohh.

What are you doing?

They won't stop.

The boys won't stop.

She just went to get stitched up.

She's OK.

She's not OK!

Is there something you want to share, Shanika?

Maybe Shanika wants to confess.

Another crazy black girl, huh?

Keep going. Come on!

All right. Settle down.

Everyone go do their chores.

Put some fresh chips in here, you cheapskate!

Where's Carly?

I don't know, Spud.

Hey, Neeks!

Sorry, bub. Thought you were someone else.

Everything OK?

Yeah. I'm just... looking for a job.

Well, we're one down with Carly's no-show.

Leave you to it, then.

Well, why don't you come behind the bar?

I'll show you the ropes. You can see if you like it first.

- What was your name? - Krystie.

Krystie, I'm Ellie.

Krystie, Spud. Spud, Krystie. Krystie, Tyson. Tyson, Krystie.

Mum!

That's good of you to look after her like that.

Oh, girl needs a job.

Here you go.

Top shelf.

What? And I deserve top shelf after, like...

Well, you could try your luck again.

There mustn't be much goin'

if you're havin' another crack at me.

Thing is... I'm a very good judge of character.

Yeah, so am I.

Cheers.

Ahhh!

Bloody vamps.

Pissed myself.

You're back?

We'll be doing 15-minute checks.

You mob already took the sharps out of my case.

It's not like I can finish the job.

I'll be back in 15 minutes.

Change the fucking song, Tyson!

Couldn't leave us alone, could ya?

Eh?

Spud called. Said you're looking a little rough.

It's an understatement. You stink.

Why don't you piss off and call Child Protection, OK?

Because it's none of his bloody business and it's none of yours!

It is my business when she breaks into my clinic

busted-up and with a gun.