The Code

They will keep searching, won't they?

'Cause he's... he's not good in the water.

He's not a good swimmer.

We have applied for a visa to attend a conference in Canberra.

But I was attacked

and it was no longer safe to stay in West Papua.

They actually need to apply for political asylum,

not just tourist visas.

- What? -

Shh! It's all right. It's all right.

What is it?

There's an outstanding warrant here.

A warrant? For what?

Yeah, I'm just gonna need some help up here with some IMAs.

A warrant for what?

- See, I knew they would do this. - He's the one that they're shooting at!

The police called. I know what's going on.

Really? Maybe you could tell me, 'cause I haven't got a clue.

Uh...

Your son is lost at sea.

You think getting shit-faced is going to help in the rescue effort?

Well, no, but I'm not altogether convinced it'll hinder them, either.

I just thought I'd wait here.

A worry shared is a worry halved, and all that.

There gonna be a lot of homilies?

- Who can tell? - You, I'd have thought.

Right, well, I'll... I'll keep 'em down to a bare minimum.

So, help myself to a glass then, shall I?

Oh!

Ahh!

So... so cold!

Not much chance of lighting a fire.

The best I can offer you in terms of warmth is a man hug.

- I don't hug men I'm not related to. - No?

No, the only man I ever hug is Ned,

and that's usually at his instigation.

I suppose...

Should get the water out.

What about your father?

He was not a hugger.

There's a lot of teeth out there.

We should rest here.

I don't understand why we can't just tell them

you had nothing to do with Callum going missing.

That's a very simplistic view on a complicated problem.

Why don't we get some rest

and when we wake up, we can go look for Gary?

You seem to be making a habit of saving me.

Don't worry about it.

I'll add it to your bill.

We put a hold on his visa application

as soon as we heard there were links to the Mine Road attack.

But he's claiming he's subject to renewed death threats.

Now, we grant asylum to the leader

of one of Indonesia's designated terrorist groups,

they're gonna pop an artery.

- One man's terrorist... - Is another man's freedom fighter.

I'm not sure that's a definition war we want to get in the middle of.

What happens if we send them back?

Well, you don't have to go there, given the current appetite

for erring on the side of keeping Australia safe.

I'm not asking what happens to us, I'm asking what happens to him.

Well, if his claims are deemed to be true,

he'll be sent to a refugee camp in Papua New Guinea.

How safe will be here there?

Oh, give me a second to rustle up my crystal ball.

Great, and once you've done that, can you get me some proper intel

on what kind of protections can be afforded to him if we do send him back.

Cal, Cal, I gotta go deal with something, all right?

We'll sort this out when I get back.

You need a drink, mate. Just... take it.

It's safe. It's sealed, for God's sake.

Still no news in the case

of missing Canberra teenager Callum McCray.

A heartbreaking wait for his family continues

as fears mount that he has fallen victim to an online predator.

Dozens of police from the Computer Crime Squad

are working round the clock, hoping for a break in the case.

Callum was last seen on Friday afternoon.

He was wearing grey jeans and a blue jumper

and police urge anyone with information to come forward...

Hmm! That should be reclassified as a poison.

Where's my phone?

- Hmm? - Shit.

- Has... has anyone called? - No, no, it's okay. I called.

There's no news, Ned. No news.

This is exactly what's not meant to happen.

- Neddy, Neddy. - What if...?

Neddy, mate, just... why don't you get off your own case?

Here you are. Watch out, it's hot. It's hot.

Maybe you let go because you could.

There was finally someone else around to give a toss.

Because I do.

I read your letters.

The ones you wrote to Mum.

Why did you do that?

'Cause she asked me to.

Anyway, look, I've gotta go.

Just call me if you hear anything, all right?

And have a think about that offer.

Eh?

Half the proceeds from the sale of the house. It's yours and Jesse's.

That is if you can accept it from an arsehole like me.

So, do you think she's the one? Hani?

I think so.

But she's also the only one,

so I don't really have anything else to compare her with.

That said, I'm fairly sure she's the most beautiful person on the earth.

Well, I'm afraid that spot's already taken by my wife.

Halle-fuckin'-lujah!

At least now we've got a chance of hitching a ride.

I'm just wondering, am I officially your captive?

Do we have to get all definitive about it at this point?

I just thought if we do get a lift,

you might be worried I'd tell the driver

you're holding me against my will.

That's a fair point.

You are busting your nuts to get back to your girlfriend,

but I think you're still invested in getting the boy back.

In order to do that, you've gotta stay on the train a few more stops.

I do all the talking. You?

Not a fuckin' peep.

You know the drill.

I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Ciao.

Oh! Come on, Gary. Hang up the fuckin' phone.

Brother or lover. Which one do you choose?

Well that's an impossible choice. They fulfil very different roles.

Well, life is full of impossible choices, Jesse.

You've got 30 seconds to call one of them.

Which one will it be?

- Hello? - Alilah, it's me, Jesse.

Jesse! Jesse...

Jesse, thank God, thank God. Are you... are you okay?

I'm okay. I'm fine. Have you heard from Hani?

- - Jesse...

Oh, my God! Oh, thank God, oh, thank God.

Jesse, Jesse, can you hold on for a second? Just a second.

Oh, my God, oh, my God! Oh, my baby! Oh, thank God!

It's okay. It's okay, Mum. It's okay.

Go inside. Jesse is on the phone.

Thank you. I can't... thank you. She... no, she's fine.

Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you.

Jesse?

- Hey. - Oh! My God. Are you okay?

I just kept seeing you go under and I thought you were...

I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you!

I think she's glad to hear from me.

Um, Hani, will you call Ned and tell him I'm all right?

Yeah, I will, I will. Where are you? Are you still with Roth?

I am. He's right here. We are...

It's okay. He's... he's okay.

It's okay. He's fine.

Oh...

- (Gary) Hello? - Gary!

I was beginning to think you'd bailed.

- No, man. - Hire a car, will ya?

We're at the Miyala Railway Crossing.

- Come pick us up. - Okay, sure.

Thanks.

What... what are we doing?

This is where I grew up.

I sold the farm after my family died, but... I kept the shed.

It's good to have a bolt-hole if you're in a tight space.

So, Gary?

Yo. Anything new?

- Anything of note? - Um, nah, not that I can think of.

Had a bit of a snarl-up with some deliveries in Germany

but... got it sorted.

What would I do without ya, huh?

So, uh, really?

Nothing new?

Nope.

'Cause, um...

Jesse and I were doing a bit of housekeeping on the site and, um...

things are not exactly as I remember them.

Yeah, um, I... I did make a few changes to the way the system admin runs,

but nothing major.

Right?

"Major" is a relative concept.

Why don't I get your laptop and we'll check it?

Yo, what's he talking about, housekeeping?

Hello! Talking to you!

What have you been doing with the site?

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

You two getting along?

Um...

Gary, why don't you, uh...

- take a seat? - No, I'm right, thanks.

No, I'd... I'd really like you to sit.