"SCREAMS" "Clarence, where's Sheyna?" " SHE WEEPS" " My baby!" "There was a man..." "He was coming towards us." "Does the Prime Minister know?" "No, and it would be best to keep him at arm's length." "Need to give the reptiles in the gallery something to chew on instead." "That needs to go today." "If my name ever gets a mention, I will personally hunt you down..." "Take my eyes out with a fork." " I have his phone." " Well, if you e-mail it to me," "I might be able to get someone to have a look at it." "Those kids in the car, they hit a truck." "So, I went looking." "Come on, come on, sometime today, please!" " I don't know if you've noticed, I'm a little different." " I noticed." " Could you open it?" " It's not standard encryption, which only makes it a more interesting nut to crack." "Where's the Lindara video?" "The teacher, Alex, has the kid's phone." "If someone went out there..." "Since when has it ever been possible for me to go away?" "It's not usually, which you obviously know, but things can change." "'I think I'm ready, Ned.'" "I just want to know if knifing Poulson had anything to do with Lindara." "Some things are not worth knowing." "MUFFLED SHOUTS" "Go, go!" "BRAKES SCREECH" "MUFFLED CRIES" "MUFFLED CRIES AND WHIMPERS" "LOUD MUSIC BLARES ON PA: "We Built This City On Rock'n'Roll"" "MUFFLED WHIMPERS AND SOBS" "WOMAN SOBS" "Can I help you?" "Suppose a taxi's not coming to get me." "I heard about the accident with the young kids." "Was that..." "Where're you going?" "Lindara." "Why're you going there?" "Just meeting someone." " Who?" " A friend." "Who?" "She's a teacher at the school." "PLANE ENGINE STARTS" "Alex?" "Oh, you know her?" "Yeah, I know her." "You going anywhere near there?" "I don't have any space." "I don't take up that much space." " VOICE MAIL:" " 'Hey, leave a message if you want.'" "Hey, it's me." "I've just landed." "Give us a call when you get this." "Hope everything's OK." "Bye." "LOUD MUSIC BLARES ON PA: "We Built This City On Rock'n'Roll"" "MUFFLED WHIMPERS" "DOOR CLOSES" " MUSIC STOPS" " Shall we sit?" "Sit down, Mr Banks." "There is a spot on the wall, just below the air conditioner." "Can you see it, Mr Banks?" "That is your spot." "Do not look away from it." " Do you understand?" " No." "I don't understand why I'm here or why I would look at that spot." "There is no conceivable reason for me to look at that spot..." "All right!" "All right!" "I'm looking at it!" "I'm looking at it!" "I told you to look at the spot." "That is your reason." "I'm going to ask you some questions." "I want Ned." "I want to call Ned." "Ah, no, you don't get to make calls." "You get to cooperate." "You go to the movies," "I'm sure you understand the benefits of cooperation." "I don't go to the movies." "It's too much for me - the sound, the surround sound and the screens are too big and..." "You have no idea how much trouble you are in, do you?" "!" "The little Rain Man act!" "You, my young friend, have fucked up in a profound way." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Really?" "You hacked into a system last night and stole some files that do not belong to you." "I want to know why," "I want to know who you're working for and I want to know where the files are now." "Those questions will not be changed." "So, have a good old think." "Time is no object here." "Do you need to..." "You need to go home, Glynnis." "Hey, you all right?" "You'd better close the door." "What's going on?" "Marcia Poulson had something of an accident." "Oh, no." "Involving car fumes and a locked garage door." "Yes, apparently it wasn't the first time Graeme had fallen prey to the charms of another woman." "Oh, something we couldn't have known, obviously." "Oh, well, that makes it OK, then(!" ")" "Hysteria is not an option here." "You need to take a breath and collect yourself, because this is going to hit the gallery within the hour and you need to have a statement ready." "What am I going to tell then, Randall?" "Some things are not worth the knowing?" "Well, there is a certain wisdom there." "I want to know why." " BEEP - 'Senate Estimates is in five.'" "Thank you, Glynnis." "CAR THUDS TO A HALT ABRUPTLY" "Thanks." "You guys missed out on the Tidy Towns awards, so you're just concentrating on hospitality, instead?" " Are you a smartarse?" " Only when I'm mildly nervous." "Cos it doesn't work out here." "No." "I'm Ned Banks." "You posted that video without talking to me." "I know." "I know I did." "I let that happen." "That's not cool." "But half an hour after we posted it, someone hacked our site and now the video's gone." "Mum!" "Which one's Sheyna?" "And Clarence?" "They were together?" "That depended." "Depended on what?" "Whether or not their parents were going to find out." "Not allowed?" "Do you want to grab the end of this, please?" "Just here." "So, who do you think took it down?" "We can't say yet." "But the video showed the kids clipped a truck." "It was transporting cargo to a research company in Canberra." "If I can clean it up again, maybe we can get Clarence to take a look and work out who is so desperate to make this disappear." "And why." "So, Clarence's folks have gone up to Queensland to visit his grandmother, who is sick." "His mum is coming back, but the train won't get in until the day after tomorrow, so he's staying with me, in the meantime." "Was this the first time that he's cut himself?" "Look, he's... he's a beautiful kid." "He just feels everything." "Hey, Carl." "They charged him yet?" "We still don't know what really happened, Carl." "I know exactly what happened." "My little girl is dead." "You can tell that little prick, when they're done patching his fucking conscience," "I want to talk to him." "Just hear him out." "Hey, I'm Ned." "How're you doing?" "Yeah, that was a stupid question." "I'm sorry to hear about your girl." "Alex said you could fix my phone." "My brother showed me how." "I know it'd be hard, but if you take a look at it, it might help you remember something that will help prove you weren't to blame." "You reckon?" "I took the car." "I talked her into wagging school." "I ran into the truck." "No video is going to change any of that." "G'day, mate." "Lyndon?" " Coover." " Glad you could join us." "How's the wife?" "She's good." "She's pregnant again." "You know how that happens, don't ya?" "Your message was scant on details." "Yeah, I just got word they picked up our hacker." "I was a bit distracted." "So, you got your man." "What do you need me for?" "Oh, not quite so simple." "It was a level 3 critical infrastructure breach." "Got everyone from the PM's office down, watching." "The PM knows?" "No, I said the PM's office." "His people are keeping him at a distance, for now." "Ian Bradley's all over it, like a rash." "Why is DFAT involved?" "This is a clusterfuck of fantastic proportions." "Friday, just before dawn, there was an accident out west involving a Physanto truck and a four-wheel-drive with two kids inside." "The truck was part of a classified transport." " I was about to ask what the cargo was." " There you go - classified." "There was an over-zealous clean-up." "One of the kids ran and one of the kids was hurt." "Fuck knows what he was thinking, but the head of security pushed the four-wheel-drive into a gorge with the kid still inside." " Shit!" " Exactly." " Help me with the rationale there." "Yeah, I wish I could." "The shipment arrived in Canberra, as planned." "He wasn't with it." "He's been offline ever since." " So, I'm here to what?" " Find him." "Andy King." "Head of Physanto Security." "Look, I have to declare a conflict here." "I know him." "He's my mate." "Yeah, buddies for 15 years." "Met on a bilateral policing operation in Europe." "Helped him with some business contacts when he moved." "Held him together when his wife died." "You want me to play Judas?" "Well, another way of looking at it, your friend's been blown a little off course." "You're the best chance we've got of helping him land safely, before things get completely out of hand." "That's Part A. Take a breath." "Part B is where it gets tricky." "'Don't!" "I hear something!" "'" "WHIMPERS AND SCREAMS" "That video shows up on some flea-bitten online news site." "Department of Prime Minister and Cabinet have kittens." "Then, half an hour later, this guy, who's the brother to the press gallery journo, hacks into Physanto and does a runner with half the documents in the place." "We don't know if he was in Physanto because he's too curious for his own good, or whether he has a plan to sell off what he took." "Has he got a history?" "No, he's been quiet since he suspended sentence." "You've been monitoring him?" "I've had a spotter on him." "I'll organise a meet." "You can take over the handling." "I've got a briefing in ten." "You request whatever you need to find Andy." "Cheque book's open on this." "And when I find him?" "You smooth his feathers." "Tell him everything'll be sorted." "How long we got this one for?" "Rolling warrants." "As long as it takes." "To be honest, I'm not sure anyone's home." "Have you ever been contacted by anyone looking to buy intellectual property?" "JESSE GRUNTS AND HUMS" "Did you speak to anyone about your hack into Physanto?" "Are you listening, shithead?" "Enough of the fuckin' humming!" "Maybe you want to take a little break, Dean?" "I see he left your undies here, just to piss you off." "Some people just enjoy their work a little bit too much, don't they?" "Here, let me give you a hand." "Here we go." "Is that better?" "Mm." "You OK?" "You all right?" "Could you put your hand on the back of my neck?" "OK." "Like this?" "Is that all right?" "HE WHIMPERS AND SOBS" "This is all a bit of a bloody mess, isn't it?" "Hm?" "OK, listen to me, Jesse." "Now, you don't know me and you've got no reason to take my advice." "But if I were you," "I'd think very strongly about doing whatever it is that they ask." "Do you understand what I'm saying?" "Mm." "'Say hi.'" "'Whoo!" "'" "'What are you doing?" "'" "BRAKES SCREECH" "I looked at her." "I was looking at her, instead of the road." "'Clarence!" "I can't...'" "I can't feel my legs." "'I couldn't get her seat belt off.'" "'They took off fast." "One of the cars came for us.'" " One?" " It had cars with it." " The truck?" " Yeah." "One in the front and one at the back." " Like an escort?" " Yeah." ""Password" " Scribbler of shame."" ""King of the gutter."" ""When journalism goes too far."" ""Shattered MP's wife's attempt on life."" "Written by that denizen of ethical ambiguity, Peter Lawson." "Is she all right, Poulson's wife?" "She's recovering." "Have you got a copy of the video?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm here with Clarence now, we're just trying to work out what Physanto would be trucking through the middle of the outback that would require a military-style escort." "Jesus!" "They're biotech, aren't they?" "Someone's got to know something." "See if we can turn up a disgruntled employee." "Someone who will say what was on the truck." "Listen, I've got to go." "But just so you know, there's extreme pressure for us to name our source on the Poulson pics." "Sophie Walsh owes us big time." "Oh, I don't think you need to go into" "Marcia's history of depression." "Just stay focused on the family's need for their privacy to be respected." "Prime Minister calling for sensitivity, et cetera, et cetera." "In the meantime, we pray that something more interesting turns up to take the heat." "Perhaps the North Koreans will execute a journalist or two." "Is this you taking the piss?" "Because I don't know if I've got the stamina tonight." "Did I..." "Did I do something to mess this up?" "Not that I'm aware of." "OK, cos it just... feels like a..." "You need to commit to a noun sooner or later." "It just... it feels like you're shutting me, us, down." "No?" "Am I just making that up?" "Oh, God, please tell me you're not going to cry." "I'm having a bad day, Soph." "This... this is making me tired." "HE SIGHS" "Hey, it's all good." "It's all good." " VOICE MAIL:" " 'Hi, leave a message if you want.'" "Jesse, give me a call, please." "You cannot drink that for thirst." "Thank you." "So, do we give the phone to the police or not?" "You know taking evidence from a crime scene is a serious offence?" "I know the local cop." "I could probably get him to do me a favour and say it just turned up." "I was just praying it would be more definite." "Things are so wound up between the families." "Yeah, Missy said that no-one wanted them to hang out." "This land lease is really stretching things, and now this." "What lease?" "It's over a station called Youngmar." "An exploration licence was granted and there is a lot of money on the table." "And now there's questions about who the land belongs to." "Sheyna and Clarence's families have, well, different perspectives." "And how on earth did you end up here?" "Very crafty Education Department marketing." "Well, I had to get out of a bad situation with Missy's real dad." "And they lured me out here on a one-year contract to Broken Hill, singing this intoxicating song about balmy nights and wide open spaces, and..." "Well, were they wrong?" "Not a bit." "But no mention of the heat and the flies." "Nor the cost of living in a fishbowl." "Fishbowl?" "I'm not sure Tim would have been my choice, if there had been more choice." "But then, Missy loves him more than anyone else in the world." "All hail the Education Department." "'Clarence." "Clarence!" "'I can't feel my legs!" "'" "CAR DOOR SHUTS, FOOTSTEPS APPROACH" "'Run!" "'" "DOOR RATTLES" "Who's there?" "ENGINE STARTS" "Clarence?" "Clarence." "Come inside now, eh?" "This is all going to end bad." "You just hold on until we talk to Tim." "We will show him the video." "Decide what to do." "Mum!" "Good night, Clarence." "Can't remember whether I renewed the insurance or not." "Yeah." "Thanks for nothing." "You all right?" "Or you need me to pat you to sleep, too?" "Well, wouldn't be horrible." "But I'm good." "Miss!" "Get Clarence up." "Mum!" "What is it, Missy?" "He's not here." "His bed's made." "Like, stupidly well made." "Oh." "When's his mum getting in?" "Tomorrow." "Tim, Clarence has gone." "Well, maybe we can borrow Nance's van." "Well, what did you want me to do, tie him to the bed?" "!" "HORN BEEPS" "Hey, Layla, you seen Clarence?" "Nope." "Hey, Sammy!" "Have you seen Clarence this morning?" "Saw him heading out on the Hill Road." "But that was a couple of hours ago." "Thanks, mate." "Miss, go open school, would you?" "He might be headed to the waterhole." "He and Sheyna used to hang out there a lot." "Clarence!" "Clarence!" "Clarence!" "Clarence!" "ENGINE STARTS" "Alex!" "Clarence." "Clarence!" "Alex!" "Alex!" "Please, Clarence." "Come on, mate." "CLARENCE SPLUTTERS AND RETCHES" "That's it, that's it." "That's it, mate." "Good boy, that's it." "That's it." "Alex!" "HE COUGHS" "HE PANTS" "'I would also like to express my distress 'in what can only be called hyena journalism 'from some sections of the media.'" "'I don't know." "The options are he either slipped' and cracked his face on the way down, or someone smashed his head into the rocks and chucked him in the waterhole." "Have you gone around and checked on Jesse yet?" " Yeah, went around, all good." " BEEPING" "Who else is out there?" "Who else is on the story?" "No, no-one, there's no-one here." "Um, I can get you something in a couple of hours." "INDISTINCT VOICE ON TV" "'Perry?" "'" "What?" "You're kidding me, are you going cold on this?" "'No, no, no way.'" "No fucking way, I just pulled a half dead kid out of a waterhole." "Just because you've misplaced your balls," "I won't tell them we can't follow it through because our hybrid-driving, latte-drinking advertisers are a bit uncomfortable." "Why don't you find yourself a cosy little corner, snuggle down with a schooner and write me something?" "'We can debate who's misplaced their balls' when there's an ACTUAL story to talk about." "PHONE RINGS" "'My wife has been courageously battling post-natal depression for a decade... '..and the media scrutiny over the past few days 'have almost certainly played a role in...'" "FAINT BEEPING" "MAN ON TV SNIFFS" "He's doing all right." "Hey, you've, um, a bit of blood there." "Oh, thanks." "Anything else?" "About the car?" "It was a Ute, it was silver, it was dirty." "You know how many silver Utes there are around here?" " Let's not talk about how many of them might be dirty." " Oh, Tim." "You see a plate?" "What state it was registered in?" "It was a dual cab." "I might be jumping to conclusions, but it sounded like the car from last night." " What happened last night?" " Nothing." "I mean, we had a visit, but nothing happened." "Someone came round and tried to get in through Clarence's window." "Is that nothing?" "Missy's going to stay with me for a while." "Seems like you've got plenty of company as it is." "CAR STARTS UP IN BACKGROUND" "G'day, mate." "G'day." "Maybe you can help me." "I'm looking for a mate of mine." "I heard he might be in town." "Have you seen him?" "No." "Sorry." "Good-oh." "You're Ned, right?" "You might want to give me Clarence's phone straight off the bat and we can move on." "We know that you lost that video off password server." "You're a bright, young journo, so you've come out looking for the original source for the phone." "Now, I know you might think you want a great big story for your, for your trophy wall, but sometimes with these things, the costs, they outweigh the benefits." "You understand what I'm saying?" "Cos I think it'd be a good Banks family strategy at the moment to lie low." "To keep your heads down." "You need to take the lead on this thing, Ned." "Got to show Jesse how things need to be." "Hey, what do you..." "What do you know about Jesse?" "Just give me the phone." "He's delicate, that one, isn't he?" "It's probably time to go home to your brother." "It's time." "MUSIC: "We Built This City" by Jefferson Starship" "No!" "# We built this city On rock'n'roll" "# We built this city" "# We built this city On rock'n'roll... #" "No, no, no, no!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "FAINT INSTRUMENTAL" "Hey, Soph, it's me." "Um, can you go around to my house straightaway, please, and just see if Jesse's OK?" "Slow down there, I don't understand." "There's a cop here, he knows my name, he's spoken to Jesse, who has been completely off-line for 48 hours." "There's no flight out of here until tomorrow, I need you to drive around and check on him." "I've got wall-to-wall meetings until three o'clock." "Poulson's wife, North Korea." "Things are insane in here." "Soph, Jesse is in serious trouble." "The reason why he's in trouble is because of you and your envelope." "I've got no idea what you're talking about." "Just go round to my house!" "OK." "Ned, I've got to go." "All right?" "I'll call you back." "Do you think your neighbour would sell me her car?" "MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES" "BEEPING" "'Hey, mate, it's me." "'Listen, I hear you might be out of town on a job." "'Annie's been on my case 'to get you over some time before the baby comes, which is way too close." "'So, um..." "'Look, call me when you can, mate." "Bye.'" "FOOTSTEPS" "Jesse?" "Jesse?" "INDISTINCT VOICES OUTSIDE" "Jesse?" "I'm not sure if you remember me." "Sophie?" "Ned and I went out for a while." "You didn't like me much." "What are you doing?" "I'm not, I'm not receiving guests right now." " I just want to check you're OK." " Why are you here?" " Did someone ask you to come?" "Someone asked you to come, didn't they?" " They did, yeah." "Knew it." "I knew that." "Ned asked me to come." "What's that smell?" "The clothes." "It's the only way to be sure any kind of transmitter would be destroyed." "And that's the, ah... feathers in my vest are making that very distinct odour." "I'm going to go inside and make us some tea, and get you some other clothes." "No, no, they've been in there." "You saw that already, I assume." "Well, it's freezing out here." "What about a blanket?" "Can I get you a blanket?" "It should be OK." "I..." "OK." "What happened to Jesse Banks?" "He's curled up in the foetal position right now, Randall." "Leave it alone, Sophie." "You knew." "Let's get something very straight, shall we?" "Banks made himself the target." "It was his doing." "And last time I looked it was your job to check and double-check every single piece of paper that goes out to the media." "And perhaps, if you hadn't been in such a rush to worm your way back in to Ned Banks' bed..." " You prick." " ..you would've done your job and seen there was something in that envelope that wasn't meant to be there." "It was a fuck up, Sophie." "Feel free to shoulder some of the blame." "MESSAGE ALERT" "I have to go." "Jess?" "Jesse." "Hey, buddy." "I've been calling you" " and you haven't been answering." " Mmm." "Why didn't you answer the phone?" "Oh..." "That's our deal, right?" "I couldn't, all right?" "I couldn't answer." "Where have you been?" "Not allowed to say." "Why not?" "Jess?" "Jess?" "Jess!" "JESSE WHIMPERS" "Just shush, please." "Don't yell at me." "I'm sorry." " I'm sorry." " No, no, no, no!" "No, no..." "MAN CLEARS HIS THROAT" " Hey, you." " Hey." "Oh, ah..." "Da-da!" "SHE LAUGHS" "Ah, they're beautiful." "They were all along the side of the road." "Just magic." "Wish you were with me." "Oh, wish you'd given me a bit more notice." "I look like a wreck." " You look perfect." " Hmm!" " You OK?" " Oh... ..it's been a big few days." "There was a level three breach." "Someone hacked into the system and copied the lot." "The whole place went berserk." "There's new protocols on everything." "So I couldn't get everything, because the attack happened in the same sector." "HE SIGHS" "So, that's Part A and the decryption key, but... ..will it be enough?" "Ah yeah, maybe." "Maybe just enough to get us out of here." "HE CLEARS HIS THROAT No need to be, er, greedy." "You look tired." "Can you give me a copy of that breach report?" "I just want to know who it is." "You never know, they might want to team up for the sale." "I printed one, but... ..there's an incident meeting in the morning, Andy, and I have to go." "Why would I have to go unless they know?" " I could go to jail." " Sh!" "Sh!" " You could go to jail!" "Sweetheart, shush, shush, shush, shush." "Maybe we should just tell them." " Maybe if we just tell them, then it'll be all right..." " Hey, hey, it's all right." "It's going to be all right." "I don't know if I can do this any more." "Come here, come here." "Come here." "SHE STRUGGLES" "SHE GASPS" "Shh, shh." " I can't do this, Jess." "I need to know." " I'm not allowed to tell you." " That is insane." "Of course you're allowed to tell me." " No!" "Not allowed." "Five years in jail, Ned." "That what happens if I tell you." "It's OK, it's OK, it's OK." "KNOCK AT DOOR" " Hello?" " Hey." "It's Hani." "Hey." "How was the country?" "Um, Jesse's not well." "Shit." "Shame." "What's he got?" "I don't know." "Did you come round on the weekend?" "No, I came over yesterday morning." "We were going to hang out, but he didn't answer." "Can I come in?" "Just to say hi." " No." " Let her in!" "Did you guys get robbed?" "Something like that." "Oh, man." "What happened?" "What happened to you?" "I'm so tired." " So sleep." " I can't!" " Yes, you can." "I'm going to be on watch, OK?" "JESSE SOBS" " What the fuck happened to my brother?" " I'd better get back to you, Neal." "I've got a very excitable young journo here." "Better see what he's all in a flap about." "Take a seat, Mr Banks, or I'll have security come and reschedule you..." "I'm calling security." "What happened to him?" "You think carefully about what you're doing, Mr Banks, you think carefully, because right here and right now might be the very last time you set foot in this house." "Aagh!" "Productive meeting, then?" "I need to understand what he did." "That's why your robbers couldn't find it." "In case Jesse doesn't mention it, I think it's safe to assume that everything that you do online from this point is being tracked." "I have a little experience with the Cyber Crime Unit, two years into my good behaviour bond." "Do you get how good he is at what he does?" "Probably not." "I watched him, at a couple of public events last year." "He's...he's an artist." "Yeah, that's not how the judge saw it." "Anyway, what he's done here, your wonderfully artistic brother, is actually a pretty straightforward infiltrate, obfuscate, exfiltrate." "OK, it's going to need to be in English." "It's like he went for a walk in the woods, and he stumbled across this weird castle, and now a plane's overhead, and attack dogs." "It makes you curious." "Like, what are they up to in there?" "Or it makes you keep walking." "Jesse found a way to get in without anybody noticing." "That's the infiltrate bit." "What did he find in there?" "No idea." "But you don't normally employ this kind of encryption." "And it's here because...?" " It's been exfiltrated." " Stolen." " Copied." " Without consent." "Well, I don't think they would have been into it if he'd asked." "Yeah, that's my point." "He copied it, he brought it home, he stole it." "He stole it because he was trying to help you." "I can take it home." "I've got other decryption tools there." "He would have a fit if you got in trouble, too." "It's no biggie." "I'll be careful." "No." "MOBILE PHONE BEEPS" "Got to go." "I've got a doctor's appointment." "Tell him I'll come over later." "I'll get my dad to make us something." "He's a wicked cook." "Might be able to tempt him into eating." "What?" "Nothing." "It's weird, sharing him with someone." "It's good." "It's nice." "Cool." "Catch you later." "Since when did a loaf of bread cost eight dollars?" "Since dickheads like you started paying eight dollars." "I only bought it to make points with my wife." "She's pregnant." "I'm going to assume that's horseshit, since you're not supposed to tell me anything personal." "Well, maybe I'm just a bit sloppy." "So, Coover thinks you can afford to press a little harder." "And he couldn't come down here and tell me that himself?" "Well, it seems that your friend Jesse is snarled up in something that a friend of mine's snarled up in, too." "I was hoping we could find some common ground." "They know what files Jesse's copied from Physanto." "What they don't know is why." "For the rush." "'Coover's not buying that that's the extent of it.'" "'Or maybe he was trying to figure out 'why someone pushed that girl off the cliff.'" "'Coover's very keen to know' that those files haven't been decrypted, and that you've retrieved each and every copy." "He's given you quite a shopping list." "You must owe him big time." "He said you were a delightful handful." "Yeah?" "He can go fuck himself." "Well, I'll pass that recommendation on." "In the meantime..." "There's only one copy and I couldn't get it." "Well, you know what they say." "If at first you don't succeed..." "And if I somehow, magically, manage to get it, am I done?" "Look, you're dancing to Coover's tune." "It's got nothing to do with me." "Yeah?" " Hey, babe." " Oh, hi, darling." " Hey, I don't want to nag..." " But you'll make this one exception." "Hey." "I don't like you leaving the back door unlocked." "I didn't." "Oh, Andy was here." "He got a call just as he was leaving." " I told him to let himself out." " Andy was here?" "Yeah, he called in with a present for the baby." "Very sweet." "He said you need to stop working so hard." "I'm sorry, Mum." "I'm sorry." "I can't be here any more."