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Are we using them

to hide from the truth?

Are we pretending

these plastic expressions

will protect us from things

we don't want to see?

Or are we too scared

to show our real face?

Trying to hide something

we don't want others to see.

Right, I'm back

in the office.

MAN:

We have another situation

in the Quarantine Zone.

Troops are on the way.

Thought we had things

under control in there.

The press will have questions.

So get your people briefed.

We'll be in touch.

What's it like in there?

Request permission

to enter Quarantine Zone.

MAN 2:

Permission granted.

[WHISPERING]

You cover the first floor.

I'll take the rookie

and sweep down here.

Sir?

Sir, where are you?

Control.

Control, I've lost

my team leader.

Control, can you hear me?

Control?

Ambulance chasing again?

I saw a woman

cut herself last night.

Just another night

out looking for trouble, eh?

I don't think

it was suicide.

I think she was...

driven to it.

Driven?

By what?

Yeah, your mates

didn't believe me either.

I'll walk you out.

So, what's your story?

The limp.

Memento. The war.

Must have been young.

Enlisted when I was 15.

Lied about my age.

That explains the booze.

Pills too, I bet.

I'm observant for a living.

Yeah.

But it's pretty obvious,

actually.

You lost someone,

didn't you?

New Year's Eve.

The memory band.

Daughter.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Try and stay

out of trouble, eh?

People want to know

what the weapons facility

was doing there, Minister.

Well, now we don't want

to rush to judgment here.

No one was supposed to know

that weapons facility

ever existed.

Records were classified.

It was ten floors down

for chrissake.

Right. And cleaned up

70 years ago, supposedly.

I think you'll just wanna stick

with accident, Jonas.

Seriously?

Oops, sorry.

Didn't realize

you were living on top

of a chemical weapons dump

until someone,

and we still

don't know who, blew it up.

There's a dead zone

in the heart of our city.

How much longer

do you think people

are gonna be

satisfied with that?

And I'm afraid

that's checkmate.

[LAUGHS]

Oh.

Yes. Yes.

Tell the fellas that we're

having steak tonight, mate.

[CHUCKLES]

Willy G.

Oh, Mathis.

Why am I

not surprised?

What have

we got here?

Earned this

shining shoes, did we?

Delivering groceries?

Some other honest enterprise?

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot.

You got some skills

of your own, eh?

Where's the rest?

[SIGHS]

Good day.

So are we gonna stand around

moralizing all day,

or are you interested

in a trade?

Might have some

of that information

about New Year's Eve

you were after.

I'm listening.

You know

the Silver Street boys?

Unfortunately.

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