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(INDISTINCT VOICES)
(FOOTSTEPS)
WOMAN: Does she remember why we're here?
WOMAN 2: Yes.
(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER P.A.)
Shayda.
Mona, see these counters?
It's really important
you remember what they look like, OK?
(HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND ANNOUNCEMENTS)
WOMAN: Tell her that if he brings her here,
she's to run to one of the officers in blue.
She's got to give him her full name.
They'll search her on the watch list
and notify us immediately.
This is our safest measure, if he abducts her.
(WHISPERS) What if she can't find?
She will, Shay. She's just got to remember the blue uniform.
Come on. Come and sit down.
- (BREATHES SHAKILY) - It's OK.
Deep breath. In and out.
- Want some water? - Ah...
She's safe.
- You did the right thing. - (SOBS)
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
(HUMS)
WOMAN: Are you familiar with this area?
WOMAN 2: Mmm...
WOMAN 1: Do you and your husband have family in this area?
WOMAN 2: No.
WOMAN 1: Um, when was the, um, last time you saw him?
- WOMAN 2: Tuesday night. - WOMAN 1: Mm-hm.
And, um,
it's important you and the girls
keep our location secret.
It's for everyone's safety.
- OK? - Mmm.
WOMAN 1: Thank you, Shayda.
- (RUSTLING) - (KID SHOUTS, SCREAMS)
(KIDS TALK INDISTINCTLY)
GIRL: You're always playing with it!
She pinched me. It hurts.
Mmm. (WOMAN 2 SPEAKS VIETNAMESE)
- She did it. I saw. - (BABY FUSSES)
(TV PLAYS LOUDLY)
Say sorry, Mona.
Sorry.
Mona!
(SNIFFLES)
(ENERGETIC MUSIC)
(CONTINUES COUNTING)
- (DOOR OPENS) - WOMAN 3: We're heading out.
It's her birthday.
SHAYDA: Where is the party?
In the city.
Is there dancing?
Not really your kind.
Hey, um, can you look after Dylan?
Just for a few hours.
Trevor's gonna be there. I haven't seen him in weeks.
Ask Vi.
Vi's out with the girls.
(EXHALES)
- Please? - (DYLAN FUSSES AND CRIES)
(QUIET RUMMAGING)
(DYLAN CRIES)
Shh...
(CONTINUES CRYING)
- GIRL: (WHISPERS) Yeah. - (MAN WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)
MAN: Oh-oh.
BOTH: Mmm.
(MAN LAUGHS)
MAN: I think we might need a freshie soon.
Get another good drag out of that.
(BREATHES SHAKILY, MURMURS INDISTINCTLY)
WOMAN 1: Who do you think you're trying to fool here, Renee?
I know what you got up to last night.
- You recognise it? - WOMAN 3: Nope.
- WOMAN 1: You? - GIRL: Nup.
This what you got us up for?
- Cathy! - (MONA MURMURS)
CATHY: Look - she's having a panic attack, and for what?
WOMAN 1: Yeah, I can see that.
I think we'd know if someone was really coming for us...
- Sit down. - ...after all the shit we've been through.
Just want some peace and bloody quiet.
Is that too much to ask?
- WOMAN 1: There's a hotel down the road. - (DYLAN CRIES)
If you feel safer there, you be my guest.
Can you shush?
Excuse me?
- She woke him up. Make her stop. - (CRIES LOUDLY)
No, you just left me alone last night with your baby, and now you're...
Like you had anything better to do.
(DYLAN CONTINUES CRYING)
(VI BREATHS UNSTEADILY)
- (ENGINE REVS LOUDLY) - Excuse me!
Can I help you?
"5th of January, 1995, Tehran.
"Three days had passed since they'd taken Mona away from me.
"Those three days passed like a lifetime."
(WOMAN SPEAKS FARSI ON PHONE)
Yeah.
"My mother-in-law said,
"'If you continue this path, you'll never see her again,'
"so I withdrew my application for divorce
"and agreed to return to Australia until the end of his studies."
(WOMAN ON PHONE SPEAKS FARSI)
(SILENCE)
- What's she saying? - Turn it off.
(HANGS UP)
She knows me! She said my name.
(MONA GROANS)
(MURMURS INDISTINCTLY)
(GASPS, BREATHES HEAVILY)
(BREATHES RAPIDLY)
(MONA GRUNTS SOFTLY)
(OPENS AND CLOSES DOOR REPEATEDLY)
(MAGPIES WARBLE)
WOMAN 1: It's a communal kitchen, pantry's...
(WASHING MACHINE STARTS)
WOMAN 1: Um, this here is your fridge.
I'll give it a clean.
I'm on pager.
Any time, day or night,
- I can be here on call. - (LOUD SNORING)
It's important you understand that
we must keep this location a secret,
for all our safety.
You don't have any family here, do you, in Australia?
- No. - OK.
WOMAN 1: Did you have any questions at all, or...?
WOMAN 2: Uh, no. Not right now, no.
WOMAN 1: OK, great.
Um, toilet and bathroom.
Through here will be your room.
Hay, Shayda.
Lara, this is, uh, Shayda.
She's here with her daughter, Mona.
- Hi. - Hi.
(CLATTERING)
Lara's had a LONG flight from the UK.
You must be tired.
Come in. Put your bag down.
Hopefully, Lara's son will be joining us.
Um, what was his name again?
- Tobias. - Tobias.
- Anything he'd prefer to eat? - Um, he used to like pasta.
(HUMS)
(GASPS SOFTLY)
You missed a few bits there, Shay.
(CHUCKLES)
(SNIPPING)
Suits you.
Good for you.
I like it.
Here.
I'm here.
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
WOMAN 1: It's OK.
Maybe we should get the ball rolling
on the, um, new interpreter.
It's vital we build your evidence
for the custody hearing.
(WOMAN ON PHONE SPEAKS FARSI)
"13th of January, 1995, Brisbane.
"Two days after our return, it was late at night.
"I came out of the shower.
"He pushed me hard, up against the wall."
(INTERPRETER SPEAKS FARSI OVER PHONE)
"I screamed.
"He hit me on the head
"and forced me onto the bed."
(INTERPRETER CONTINUES)
"He put his hand over my mouth,
"so that I could hardly breathe,
"and forced himself onto me."
(INTERPRETER CONTINUES)
"I was crying and protesting, but he just continued.
"When he finally let go,
"I ran from the house and called the police."
(INTERPRETER CONTINUES)
(SOBS QUIETLY)
(SNIFFLES, BREATHES SHAKILY)
(INTERPRETER CONTINUES)
(SOBS)
(SNIFFLES, SPEAKS FARSI)
INTERPRETER: She would like to add the word 'rape'
in the description there.
I think it's more accurate.
WOMAN 1: Yes, I agree.
(SNIFFLES)
WOMAN 1: Was it the only time?
(SHAYDA SOBS)
(SOBS)
WOMAN 1: She's just stepped out.
INTERPRETER: OK.
(SOBS)
Shay, we can continue this another day.
(SOBS)
(WHISPERS) It'll be OK.
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
(SOBS)
I'll get you a tissue.
Here.
(SOBS SOFTLY)
(CALMS BREATHING)
(SPEAKS FARSI)
INTERPRETER: She says
during the part where he pushed me against the wall,
he said, "I'm going to make you pregnant again
"so you can't separate from me."
(EXHALES)
(SNIFFLES)
WOMAN 1: Where was your daughter during the incident?
She was hiding, in her room.
And was she awake when the police came?
Yes.
"The police told me that
it "would take at least six months
"to deal with my complaint in court,
"that if they locked up my husband,
"I have no way of supporting myself."
Is there anything else they said to you that night?
(PAPERS RUSTLE)
(EXHALES)
(BIRDS CALL)
MONA: Ooh!
Shay. It's Annabelle.
(MONA WHISPERS) Simba. Simba.
WOMAN 1: Um, Shayda's here.
If you want to start from the beginning?
ANNABELLE: Hi, Shayda.
So, the judge has issued Hossein temporary access.
Uh, I don't under...
WOMAN 1: It means, um, Hossein can see Mona,
alone, unsupervised.
ANNABELLE: Saturdays, half a day.
WOMAN 1: So... they cut his phone access,
but they've approved this?
ANNABELLE: I know. It's not ideal.
But it's in our best interest to cooperate.
Until when?
ANNABELLE: Until the custody hearing in two months' time.
(SNIFFLES)
- (PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS) - (BOTH SING)
(BOTH SING AND LAUGH)
Chocolate?
No?
(PAPER CRUMPLES)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(GASPS) Simba!
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
MONA: Bendy bus!
- (CLATTERING) - MONA: Simba...
(DOOR CLOSES)
(BUS DRIVES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
CATHY: I really like this colour.
VI: Told you. It really suits you.
CATHY: What time's he gonna be there?
VI: Nine.
CATHY: Will he bring any mates?
- (VI LAUGHS) - CATHY: Hey!
Old bags need love too.
VI: (SINGS) ♪ Everybody's free
(EVERYBODY'S FREE [TO FEEL GOOD] PLAYS)
♪ To feel good... ♪
- (PHONE RINGS) - You not old.
CATHY: (SINGS) ♪ Everybody's free... ♪
Mummy! Can we PLEASE go too?
No! (VI SPEAKS VIETNAMESE)
GIRL: Oh, but I want to see Mr Pierre!
(VI SPEAKS VIETNAMESE)
Why don't you come?
Mona. I can't.
Lara stays home.
You need to dance.
- (SONG CONTINUES) - (SINGS LATE) ♪ Everybody's free
♪ To feel good... ♪
Next time.
What next time?
Life is short!
CATHY: Forget the Persian princess.
Cathy!
(WHISPERS) Shayda, don't worry.
(THUNDER RUMBLES, HEAVY RAIN)
(BUSY SIGNAL)
(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS)
LARA: You OK?
Yeah. Just my mother...
LARA: Come. Sit.
Some things need time.
Who's that?
My son.
Can I...?
He's sweet.
Big boy, yeah?
Him on his first day of school.
Here with his dad.
Haven't you seen him?
It's 886 days.
I'm sorry.
MONA: Mm-hm.
(WHISPERS) Where is he?
The police are looking for him.
VI: OK, Shayda...
Which one?
(GIRLS SQUEAL)
See?
- It glows. - GIRLS: Whoa!
- It's fun. (CHUCKLES) - (VI GIGGLES)
Don't worry. Fit you.
LARA: Let's choose a movie, hmm?
- This one? - I like this one.
It has a magical rainforest in it.
And fairies, and blossom trees.
(GIGGLING)
(HOUSE MUSIC PLAYS)
(CHEERING)
VI: Come on, Shayda! Shayda!
VI: Whoo!
(CHEERING)
(CHEERS)
No! No more.
CATHY: I'm a grown up.
VI: No, you... You drunk.
You very drunk. (LAUGHS)
- This place is cool! - Yeah.
This is Shayda.
Tequila! Tequila! (LAUGHS)
He's cute.
(CHEERING)
(EVERYBODY'S FREE [TO FEEL GOOD] PLAYS)
Shayda!
(REPEATS FARSI)
Sorry.
WOMAN 1: Oh, no.
This is divine. Thank you.
What's wrong, Mona?
Fire jumping night... (SNIFFLES)
WOMAN 1: Oh, look at all your beautiful drawings!
You think he'll be there?
I could come for a bit.
Hmm?
(SNIFFLES)
(DRUMS PLAY, CLAPPING, CHEERING)
Wow, you jumped so high!
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
- Hello. I'm Elly. - Uh, hello.
- MAN: Parviz. - Joyce.
Shay...
I've gotta go.
Do you want to stay, or...?
We'll take the bus. It's OK.
Be careful.
Yeah.
Are you studying here too?
We're at the uni library most afternoons.
With discount, $30.
Thank you.
Oh!
- Ah. - (ZIPPER SLIDES)
(HOSSEIN MURMURS)
(WHISPERS) Farhad.
Farhad.
"Professionalism In Engineering, Volume 2."
FARHAD: Deep, huh?
Letting go.
(SIGHS)
Maybe we should take a moment to let it go.
- Whatever you want. - (LAUGHS)
I mean, um...
...we'll take a breath in and out...
(BOTH INHALE AND EXHALE)
Good.
(TOILET FLUSHES)
(WATER RUNS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(TURNS OFF WATER)
(SIGHS)
(KIDS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
LARA: What if he doesn't want me?
I mean, wh... what if he can't...
Come and sit.
Hafez poet knows that.
Let's try.
Close your eyes.
Make a wish.
And then, you open a page with your finger, like this.
(READS FARSI)
"Your lost Joseph will return to Canaan,
"do not grieve.
"This house of sorrows will become a garden,
"do not grieve.
"O grieving heart, you will mend,
"do not despair.
"This frenzied mind will return to calm,
"do not grieve."
It's so beautiful.
(MUFFLED SOB)
How does he know?
He knows everything.
Hafez wish is always true.
(FAINTLY) Thank you.
(ENGINE APPROACHES)
(INDISTINCT VOICES)
Come on.
VI: Girls!
(TV PLAYS)
Look who we have here.
Oh... (SOBS)
Oh, I've missed you!
- Me too! - (SOBS)
- Thank you. - JOYCE: Glad we could help.
(LARA EXHALES)
(SOBS) Oh! Oh, look at you!
Look how big you are! Look at your hair!
(LAUGHS)
JOYCE: Let's give them a minute.
I got you something.
(SNIFFLES) It's for you.
- Thank you. - That's OK!
That's OK.
Do you want to take your bag off?
Do you want me to take that for you?
(MUSIC PLAYS)
(ON VIDEO) Let's go... (CONTINUES IN FARSI)
One, two. One, two.
SHAYDA ONLY: One, two. One, two.
(ON VIDEO) With partners.
Aha! Here's where the party's at!
Yes!
Oh, wow!
- Come, Joyce. - Ooh!
Come and dance with us!
Hey! This is amazing. Do we copy off that?
You can copy Mona.
Oh, Mona! Ooh!
- Come. - (JOYCE LAUGHS)
- (LAUGHTER) - Great!
- (CALLS INSTRUCTION IN FARSI) - JOYCE: Oh.
Don't forget me, girls!
It's a party!
- Persian club? - (LAUGHTER)
- VI: Shake like Shayda! - Shoulder, shoulder.
(LAUGHTER)
ALL: Whoo!
Down, down, down, down...
Up, up, up, up!
(LAUGHTER)
JOYCE: Shayda!
VI: Go, Shayda! Go, Shayda!
This why she's skinny.
(LAUGHTER)
JOYCE: Oh, how lovely.
Oh, that's lovely, Mona.
(CHEERING)
LARA: Oh, you're doing so well!
Lion King, Lion King!
(CAMERA WHIRS)
(SHUTTER CLICKS, CAMERA WHIRS)
- (CAMERA WHIRS) - MAN: Hi.
Excuse me. I'm looking for, um...
...for a coffee shop, in the... (CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
SHAYDA: I don't know. Maybe that way.
(GASPS SOFTLY)
Ugh.
(Sniffles)
(SOBS SOFTLY)
Shayda!
Watch me.
JOYCE: Come on, sweetheart.
Where's your belt?
Shayda, what happened?
- (GASPS) - (ENGINE STARTS)
- Shayda! - Go! Go, please!
JOYCE: He's pushing his luck, I tell you.
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
(SCREECHING)
(SQUAWKS)
Ooh! Thank you.
- Nowruz Mobarak. - Did you make these?
Yes.
Mmm!
- What are they called? - Toot.
- Toot? - Toot.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
- See you, Deb. - See you.
- Got any plans? - Maybe.
Mm-hm... Well, don't have too much fun.
- Nowru... - Nowruz Mobarak.
Nowruz Mobarak.
Thank you.
- Bye. - Bye.
Hmm...
Mmm.
(HUMS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
(MURMURING)
(OVERLAPPING INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
PARVIZ: It's dinner time.
ELLY: Shayda...
(DOORBELL RINGS)
(DOOR OPENS)
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Knock, knock.
(SIGHS) Who's there?
Iran.
(LAUGHS) No...
Knock, knock. Who's there?
Iran. Iran who?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Iran.
Iran who?
I ran all the way here.
Let me in already!
(LAUGHS)
- Knock, knock. - Who's there?
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
(HORN PLAYS)
(HORN CONTINUES PLAYING)
(GIGGLING)
(HOSSEIN SHOUTS)
Agh!
FARHAD: Hey! Hey! Hey!
- (GASPS AND COUGHS) - (THUD!)
(MEN GRUNT)
(FARHAD GROANS)
(SHOUTING)
(MEN SHOUT)
- (GASPS FOR AIR) - HOSSEIN: Shayda! Shayda!
- WOMAN: Farhad! - (WOMEN EXCLAIM)
ELLY: Shayda!
(BANGING)
- HOSSEIN: (SHOUTS) Shayda! - (ENGINE SPUTTERS)
(BANGING)
HOSSEIN: Shayda!
(ENGINE STARTS)
Shayda!
- (CONTINUES SHOUTING) - (SIREN WAILS)
Shayda! Shayda!
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
LARA: How does this even happen? How did he even find us here?
- MAN: Look, he has an alibi. - JOYCE: No.
(CALMLY) Around 8 o'clock, he was standing right across the street, there.
She saw him!
MAN: As I said, we made contact with him.
He had an alibi for being elsewhere.
- She saw him! - LARA: He abducted my son!
He is capable of anything!
OFFICER: Listen, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do without evidence.
JOYCE: What more evidence?
OFFICER: Well, it needs to be a little more than
"I saw him standing across the road."
He's got a rock-solid alibi.
JOYCE: Listen here... (CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(MONA WHIMPERS)
(WHIMPERING CONTINUES)
(LOW RUMBLING)
(MONA WHIMPERS AND MURMURS INDISTINCTLY)
(DULL CRACKLING)
- (COUGHING) - (FIRE ALARM BEEPS)
Mona?
(ALARM CONTINUES)
(INDISTINCT NERVOUS VOICES)
(COUGHING)
VI: Hurry! (SPEAKS VIETNAMESE)
- (SPEAKS VIETNAMESE) Cathy! - Cathy!
- MONA: Simba! - Mona!
VI: Shayda! Shayda!
SHAYDA: Cathy!
- VI: Lara... - (COUGHING)
LARA: Let's go. Out the door, darling.
- Out the door. - (COUGHING)
That's right, follow them up the path.
- (SIREN APPROACHES) - (ALL COUGH)
MAN: Was there anyone else in the house?
SHAYDA: Just Cathy.
- (RADIO STATIC BUZZES) - MAN: Front living room.
(SIRENS WAIL)
(WHEEZING, COUGHING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND RADIO CHATTER)
(COUGHING)
It's OK, darling.
Yeah? We're all safe now.
(INDISTINCT)
VI: Cathy...
- Cathy. - (GROANS)
VI: Cathy. We love you.
- (JOYCE SOBS) - Cathy...
(SOBS)
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
(SNIFFLES) I'm sorry...
(SOBS) I should have been here. I'm sorry.
Mm.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN POURS, LEAVES RUSTLE)
(BIRDS CALL, LEAVES RUSTLE)
Aha! (CHUCKLES)
- (BANG!) - (WATER SPLASHES GENTLY)
(BANG!)
(BANGING CONTINUES)
(TURNS WATER ON)
Oh, look at you, darling! Oh!
(CHUCKLES)
Oh!
Let me look at you.
Gorgeous, as always.
- You too. - Thank you.
- What about me? - You are too.
Look at you! You've grown so much!
(LAUGHS)
SHAYDA: I haven't decided.
JOYCE: Do you, uh, enjoy it?
Nursing is good. It's practical.
But, you know, psychology is more my passion.
Mmm. So, are you able to transfer to uni?
When we get our permanent residency,
yeah, I can.
I say go with your gut. Hospital work is hard.
Look at you, Miss Mona!
Come on.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
- (WHISPERS) Thank you. - Welcome.
(SIGHS)
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
(SNIFFLES)
MAN: You ready to come through?
(SIGHS)
(BIRDS CALL)
(BIRD SONG CONTINUES)
(BIRD CALLS GROW LOUDER)
(BIRD CALLS CONTINUE)
(BIRD CALLS FADE)
(PERSIAN MUSIC PLAYS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(MUSIC RESUMES)