Seven Types of Ambiguity

Morning.

I'm going to the zoo today.

Oh, yeah?

Been there already though, haven't you?

Yes, twice.

You can take money today, if you want.

Really? I didn't see that.

Just says you can bring lunch, water, and sunscreen.

Miss Reynolds said you can bring money

to buy something from the shop.

Nice try, bugalugs.

Hey.

Oh, when are you leaving?

This afternoon.

Okay.

- I'll drive straight to the airport from work.

If you need anything, just call Mum.

Boys weekend.

Yes.

The one with the cheese in the crust.

There's a number for it on the TV.

No pineapple.

- All right, well, you get me that number, okay?

Yep.

You're late.

What's with you?

Nothing.

Hi, Mitch.

Hey, Sam.

So what do you think of my suggestion?

Don Sheere is filthy rich and will get us over the line.

- No. - He's perfect,

and you know it.

The only way this deal is gonna go through

is if we have someone like Don Sheere on the board,

and that'll be all we need.

We can waste our time finding four or five other investors,

and we might still come up short.

If we've got Don Sheere, then we've got a done deal.

- Yeah, all right. I suppose it's worth a shot.

This is good.

It is illegal.

It's Don Sheere.

Okay, Sammy, be a good little man.

I'll be back here at 3:15 to pick you up, okay?

Thanks, Dad.

Bye, Mitch.

See you, mate.

See you, buddy.

Bisson Health.

Bisson Health is ready to buy up

all the under-performing private hospitals

before the managed care bill goes through the Senate.

- Good. - We have our politician

who's ready to cross the floor with the managed care bill

because he wants to retire comfortably.

- Which I don't need to know about and never will.

- Now what we don't have is a strong blue chip investor

who's gonna lead the charge into the hospitals.

Yes.

You need a whale in the bay.

Donald Sheere.

- Oh, he could work. How do you get to him?

- I did some work for his wife a while back.

Some family trusts that I sorted for her.

- How long have you got before this bill gets passed?

Not long.

Just wanted to run it past you first.

If we get Sheere buying stock, you'll underwrite?

Well, it's big, even with Sheere.

It's so-

110%.

- You've crossed all your Ts, dotted all your Is?

- Well, that's what my autistic numbers genius friend

out there does, and I've never seen him so sure of himself.

- Well, you'd better be, because if I underwrite

and Sheere drops out, you're finished.

Ula.

- I can't get an appointment with Sheere.

Bullshit.

Messages.

Mrs. Jeffries.

Please call her.

Your son's school.

The excursion is late, so pick up at 4:15.

Hmm?

What time's the partners meeting?

Four.

- Right. - Oh.

Maybe you could pick him up, eh?

No, that is not my job.

Do you want some sleeves for those?

- No. - I'll get you some.

My Don Sheere research.

Wife's on the board

of the National Art Gallery and State Theatre.

Wikipedia.

For the partners meeting.

No.

We're fine.

- You're gonna have to deliver the report, sorry.

What?

No, no, no, I don't do any of that standing up

and talking stuff. - I've gotta pick up

Sam at four.

Why can't he walk?

It's easy, client by client.

I'll just give you a sentence to sum each one up

and you just show them the charts.

Easy.

And if they ask, then where are you?

I've got a meeting with Don Sheere.

Hey, mate, I'm picking up my son.

He was at an excursion.

Um, I'm aftercare.

Does he go to aftercare?

That's the office there, yeah?

- Yeah. - Thanks.

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hi there.

Hi, I'm picking up my son.

He was at the zoo excursion.

Who's your son?

Sam Marin. I'm Joe.

Joe Marin. - Ah, Sam's dad.

Nice to meet you.

Barbara Collins, principal. - Hi.

- So the bus arrived at 3:15 today, the bus from the zoo.

Normal pickup time.

Okay, so where's Sam?

Does he do aftercare?

I don't know.

Hi, Benny, Barbara here.

Have you got Sam Marin there?

Can you check for me?

Thank you.

All right, thanks.

He's not there today.

- Okay, I received a message from the school

that the bus was running late and to pick up Sam at 4:15,

and that came from here.

Could Sam have gone home?

Is there some way you can check?

He's seven years old.

He doesn't go home by himself.

He wouldn't even know where he lives.

Kathleen, hi, it's me.

Yeah, hi, is Sam with you?

No, no, no, it's fine.

I'll drop him home to you.

Okay, yeah, thanks.

Bye.

Let's wait in the office.

You can make your calls from there.

Let's call your wife and some of the parents in his class.

- Hey, Joe. - Okay, listen to me

very carefully.

Who did you speak to today?

Did you get a name?

Joe, what are you talking about?

Sam's school.

You took a message.

Who did you speak to?

I don't know.

I don't think they left a name.

Well, was it a man's voice or a woman's?

Okay.

Man's.

Yeah, def-

- Anna? - Joe, what's happening?

I just received a million texts.

- What? - The principal's already

called all his friends.

I'm ...

Where are you? Where's Sam?

Anna, he wasn't here when I came

to pick him up at the school.

He wasn't here. - Yeah, that's not possible.

What are you doing? Where are you?

Are you even in the right place?

I'm at the school.

Barbara's right here with me.

Who's Barbara?

The school principal.

Mrs. Collins.

So where is he, Joe?

I don't understand.

No, I've got another call.

I'll call you back.

Oh, fuck.

That Anna?

- Yeah. - She on her way?

Yeah.

- Joe, given that it's now been over two hours

since Sam left the school

and we haven't been able to locate him at a friend's house,

I have called the police and they are on the way.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fuck!