Cleverman

Previously on Cleverman.

Dad told you to keep your head down!

What did you think would happen?

that's lovely.

What do you think?

Real?

Every folicle.

Hey, stranger!

Uncle Jimmy was the closest thing I had to a father.

He chose the wrong.

Cleverman, didn't he?

We can't take them.

Yes, we can!

I want those three escapee's back by the six o'clock news!!

As long as those kids are here, our people are targets.

( Soft music playing

Oscar?

"Take Me Home" playing.

- Come on, Jakey! - Come on, Jakey!

- Get up, boy! - Come on!

That's it, buddy.

Come on.

Kick him in the balls, Jakey!

Let's go, skins!

Come on, skins!

Come on!

Oi, oi, stay on him.

Where you going, bruz?

Where you going?

- Get him! - Ooh!

Defense!

- Yeah, - get him, get him! - Whoa!

Yeah!

Good one!

- All right, boys, - let's get set for two.

Sorry, brother.

- Let's go, - let's go, let's go. - D up, boys. D up.

Come on, Jakey!

Come on! Get into them!

Watch that goal! Goal, goal!

Whoa. Ho. Whoa.

Yeah.

Yes, good one.

Hey, little brother.

- How you doing? You all right? - I'm all right.

- Guess we're. - Blood brothers now.

Yeah.

Mr. Slick.

Keep an eye on Djukara.

Come on, skins.

Come on.

Who's open? Who's open?

Get in there!

Hands up! Come on, Gub!

Hey, I'm heading off.

Can you walk me to the checkpoint?

Come on, Gub. Block him, block him!

Boo!

- The killings. - At the old people's home.

Has got the protesters all riled up again.

I talked to Slade about getting a film crew in here.

- Another eight. - People are dead.

Slaughtered.

And you're talking about film crews.

They use propaganda against us.

We need to fight back in a way they can understand.

Get them to see that the Hairies are just like them.

If we can't do that, we're screwed.

The last attempt at getting footage didn't exactly turn out right.

Calling in the professionals.

Slade?

Seems genuine.

It's not gonna stop the killings, though, is it?

They're calling it a massacre.

That's the language of war.

It doesn't matter how many feel-good stories you tell

about what nice folk the Hairies are.

Have you spoken - to Koen yet?

What do you want me to do, beg?

He's the ordained one.

Koen has no idea.

You need to talk to him.

- He won't listen to me. - So make him.

Shouldn't be up to me.

I can only control what I can.

Oi.

Are Hairies welcome?

Hairies out! Hairies out!

Are Hairies human?

Not like us!

See you.

- Do we want them outside the wall? - Hairies out!

- Are Hairies welcome? - Hairies out!

- Are Hairies welcome? - Hairies out!

ID, please.

Jarrod... just checking the progress

of that film crew coming to the Zone.

Can you call me?

Stop harboring the Hairies, you black bastard!

- Do we want - them in our schools? - Hairies out!

- How long are you. - In the country for?

Three months.

Where you headed next?

Vietnam, Thailand,

- maybe Cambodia. - If my budget stretches.

Hey, Cambodia.

Angkor is a must.

The ancient Khmer were truly one of the great civilizations.

Ruins in need - of a makeover.

You have no soul for travel.

All right.

It'll take a few minutes for the drug to take effect.

After that, I'll be putting you through a series of tests.

- Till then, just relax. - Awesome.

Okay.

Using the placebo or the Hairy juice?

Real thing.

Jamie, just pedal as hard as you can for as long as you can.

We'll be measuring your body's response.

Is he gonna turn Hairy?

We're focusing on target heart rate levels for now.

Still steady at 65.

That pace is remarkable.

He's just smashed the world 1k sprint record.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

- What's happening? - He's heating up.

I thought we had sorted this.

I lowered the mitochondria levels.

Heart rate's 200.

250.

350.

See that his family are looked after.

As terror mounts in the community

following the nursing home massacre, there is renewed pressure

on the government's containment policies.

This massacre is the first time that multiple people are suspected

to have been murdered by a Hairyman in one incident,

causing grave concern that more multiple attacks will follow.

Belinda Frosche, - Network 8.

Slut.

What?

Go away.

I think this is a conversation you should be having with Mom.

Not expecting you to understand.

But I want you to know it's over.

Like I said, you're talking to the wrong person.

I thought our family was different.

I thought you were different, better.

At least that's what everyone else seems to think.

I mean, Jesus, Dad.

Why?

And her of all people?

Blaming the Hairies for all those killings like she just loves it?

I reckon you'd have more to say if some guy did this to me.

If you don't tell Mom, I will.

Good song?

I made it.

You gonna do something?

I'm not her keeper.

Mate...

Would you like a drink?

- Where is he? - Out the back.

You look like a whiskey man.

- I'll get you one. - On the house.

How do you take it?

Neat.

Yes.

See, I like a man who appreciates his single malt.

- The punters here, - they mix cola, All sorts of rubbish.

It's a travesty.

What the hell - are you doing?

- About to ask you. - The same thing.

- More people dead, - and what are you. - Doing about it?

- What? - That soccer kid.

Old people last night.

Or don't you watch the news?

- All dead, all with. - Their hearts ripped out.

What are you on about? Hairies did all that.

- They're not. - What's doing the killing.

Never got it, did you?

It's just stories, - Waruu,

- Like the Easter Bunny, - like Santa Claus.

- I'm sorry. - To break it to you.

More people are gonna die unless you act.

Waruu, go home and be the big man.

- Jimmy give you. - The nulla nulla?

You better pray you remember how to use it.

Oi, brah, she's with me.

- What? - She's with me.

The hell she is.

I said she's with me.

Come on.

Oi.

Hey.

Blair, - get him out of here.

Get out of here.

Out!

It's not exactly magic, is it?

You're a disgrace.