YOUNG ANNA: Dad!
ROY: Please no.
Please no, please no.
Where the hell are they?
(LOUD BANGING)
Anna?
Anna!
Where are you, love? I'm coming!
(YOUNG ANNA SOBBING)
It's okay, Anna.
We're here now.
YOUNG ANNA: (TEARFULLY) There were lights.
(ROY SHUSHING)
ROY: It's stopped now.
YOUNG ANNA: Bright lights.
ROY: Calm down, love.
Where's Gillian?
YOUNG ANNA: Blood. ROY: Where is Gillian?
LOFTY: * Hush little baby, don't say a word
ROY: Lofty!
LOFTY: * Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird
ROY: What are you doing here?
LOFTY: * If that mockingbird don't sing
ROY: What the fuck have you done with Gillian?
LOFTY: * Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring *
(DOG SNARLING)
Hey, Gracie, it's me.
Hey, what's wrong with you? It's me, you great dope.
(CONTINUES SNARLING)
Hey.
What's wrong? Hey, what's wrong?
-Hey, what's wrong with you? -(GRACIE SNAPS)
(INDISTINCT VOICE)
Here she is,
our Madonna of the Holy Hands.
Hello, Adam. How're you feeling?
Didn't expect to see you here.
You've lost a lot of blood.
And your cell count is low.
May I have a look?
Could you give us a moment, please?
ADAM: He can stay.
Can you feel it when I touch here?
Yep.
-How about here? -Yeah.
Are you in any pain?
Nope.
Good. Well, rest up.
I'm glad you're feeling okay.
I'll leave you both to it.
I left a blood sample here to be tested yesterday.
The patient's name is Fisher.
Kade Fisher.
Sorry, nothing was logged yesterday.
Check again.
Ugh.
Sorry, there's no record of that sample at all.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(DEB SIGHS)
Thanks for covering for me, Deb.
Bloody Gracie bit me.
Your patrons'll start biting you soon as well.
You only took this place off me 30 days ago.
Already you've turned it into a Slim Dusty song.
Bugger! Forgot to order the beer.
(GROANS)
You okay?
(SIGHS)
Yeah.
Have you spoken to Singlet and Matilda yet?
I'm not ready.
They're going to know something's not right.
I'm not ready.
What does the oncologist say?
Get my next results in a week.
Same as the others.
Peg still thinks it's a conspiracy.
What's a conspiracy?
The fact that six of us got cancer at the same time.
Singlet's thinking about moving to the mainland.
And the mill won't be open for a while.
Rumour has it it may not open again.
We don't know that.
Why don't you talk to him, Deb?
I'm sure he'd stay if he knows.
(SIGHS)
What's the word on Chloe?
It's just that everyone's asking.
I'm out of the loop.
ANNA: Tim, I'm sending you a picture.
Looks like some kind of bite maybe.
It's too symmetrical to be a rash.
I've seen identical markings on two people now.
Skin colouring of both patients makes me think
haemochromatosis, but I just don't know.
I'm sending them through.
If you could run your eye over it, Tim,
I'd really appreciate it.
And say hi to Molly for me.
DUTCH: What are you doing here?
ANNA: Call me when you get this message.
What did the pathologist say
about the markings on Chloe's body?
He said it was police business.
Secret world of police.
Yeah, well, you'd know all about that.
-Are you implying something? -Me?
No.
No, Roy managed to put you
through Madam Posh boarding school,
got your mum all comfy in a nice facility
and now he's snaffled up the Kettering Pub,
all on a copper's pension plan.
You should talk to Lofty Sullivan.
Ten months in remand,
all on the gospel word of your old man.
Kettering Incident time.
It's all in his files, if he hasn't conveniently lost them.
(MOBILE RINGING)
Hello?
BRIDEY: I tried calling your father but he isn't answering.
Dr Patrick's on his way in.
You'd better steel yourself.
(FLY BUZZING)
We can't risk giving her any more midazolam.
ANNA: What dose have you given her?
BRIDEY: 20 milligrams over the previous hour.
20 milligrams?
That's enough to drop a camel.
Mum, it's Anna.
How about we put you to bed?
So, what have we got here?
Hello, Wendy.
I hear you've been causing a bit of a ruckus.
I'm not sure why Bridey felt it was necessary
to drag you all the way in.
Nothing we can't handle.
Sorry, exactly when have you seen an obtunded woman
burst to life after 15 years from a vegetative state?
The brain is a constant mystery.
Can I see her CAT scans?
There's nothing to see in the scans.
Just a couple of minor white matter lesions...
Angular gyrus in the parietal lobe.
How did you know?
MAN: (ON RADIO) That was Crimson and Clover,
originally recorded by Tommy James and the Shondells.
You will need your woollies tomorrow.
It's going to be another chilly one.
-(DISTORTION) -MAN 2: (ON RADIO) ...to Tango Juliet.
Is there any known traffic below 5,000?
I cannot identify...
Right now, it's orbiting. It's orbiting on top of me...
It's got a green light. Some sort of metallic... Do you know what kind of aircraft...
Deb, where do you want these?
Hey, Sharon. Just on the shelf.
How's Eliza?
Getting more like a Grayson every day, no offence.
None taken.
I meant, how's she coping?
It's hard to tell with Lize, you know?
Bit like her father there.
What the hell is that?
How the bloody hell did that get here?
It's moss.
Bloody forest is creeping in.
(BIRD CALLING)
(DEVICE CLICKING)
0.3.
-(ANIMAL CHATTERING) -Mmm-hmm.
FERGUS: You're sure the shed was locked up tight
-on the night of the storm? -FRANZ: Yep.
-And there was no one in there on Friday night? -Absolutely no one in there.
Righto, thanks.
(DOG BARKING)
ANNA: Hello?
Fergus, are you there?
SANDRA: Fergus?
Does he know you're doing that?
I'm just looking for something for Dad.
For his big night. Fergus isn't here.
Yeah, I'm not looking for him.
What do you want?
You.
What happened?
Dogs.
What, is there a wild pack out there or something?
No, their own pets.
What, they just attacked them?
They need tetanus shots.
I'm waiting for a real doctor, thanks, Sandy.
ANNA: That's fine.
But if you find yourself craving water
and your muscles lock up and you start fitting,
feel free to give Sandy a call.
Any news about what happened to Chloe?
No.
Not yet.
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
(DOOR OPENING AND SHUTTING)
FERGUS: Hey, Billy.
-Dane around? -No.
He's been out all night.
Does he normally stay out that long?
Never.
He doesn't like to leave me alone.
Did he come home on Friday night?
After the storm?
I think so. It was late, though.
He was at a party.
Here. Let me help you with that.
No, no, no, no, no, no, I can take it.
-I can manage it. -All right. Well, thanks, Billy.
Yup.
I'll have a look around.
There's something not quite right around here, Fergus.
Why do you say that?
It's the lights.
-They always bring trouble. -(DOG WHINING)
DOCTOR: You can see here the indentation on the head,
-neck and lower spine. -DUTCH: Mmm-hmm.
-Weapon? -DOCTOR: Some kind of angled iron.
-Maybe part of a machine or... -So basically you don't know.
No I don't.
At least the parents can get on with burying their daughter.
Not quite.
She was carrying toxic substances in her blood
and an abnormal level of radiation in her body.
How? There's nothing down there.
Something's given her a blast.
She was carrying 430 millisieverts in her body.
It didn't contribute to her death
but we will have to hold onto the body.
Do more tests.
DUTCH: More agony for her parents.
What's this?
DOCTOR: Stuck to her clothes.
That's a King's Lomatia.
It's on the endangered list. Only grows in certain areas.
Yeah, it's unusual because the plants are genetically identical.
It clones itself.
Well, aren't you a revelation.
What sort of certain areas?
Dense old growth gullies.
Like where?
Up near Mother Sullivan's Ridge.
-Can I take this? -DOCTOR: Sure, I've got more samples.
-Sorry I was late back there. -Kayak peak hour, was it?
Look, be careful what you say in there.
Let's keep it pretty simple and loose for now.
Barb was asking about Chloe's cardigan.
-What cardigan? -She thought you took it.
For the dogs.
Afraid not, mate.
FERGUS: They're doing it tough.
By the way, Dane's alibi?
Doesn't check out.
Max.
Barb.
Adam, how are you mate?
BARBARA: Have you heard any more?
Can I bury Chloe, please?
DUTCH: I'm afraid they're still doing tests.
Toxicology came back with a few anomalies.
Either of you know if Chloe's been
in any contact with radiation?
Radiation? What are you talking about?
Is that what killed her?
No.
It seems that she took a blow to the head.
-We're not sure of the weapon yet. -(SOBBING)
I'm so sorry.
Someone murdered her?
(BARBARA SOBS SOFTLY)
DUTCH: We'll begin a thorough investigation,
starting with everyone at the party,
including everyone in Grayson's ute.
MAX: Grayson?
We have to talk to everybody, Max.
Who have you got on your list?
We can't disclose that information, sorry.
If we can ask you to please keep this to yourselves.
We don't want to frighten anyone off.
Okay?
Adam?
Okay?
-(BARBARA CONTINUES SOBBING) -Would you leave us, please?
So Dane's alibi doesn't check out, hey?
Says who?
Franz and Moe said the boatshed was locked up tight
that night because of the storm.
-Why'd you talk to them? -Just following up.
If I want you to follow up with something, hey?
I'll ask you.
Right up until that point,
you speak to no one unless I say so.
Okay?
Yeah, okay.
Anna Macy?
Yes.
I'm Dominic Harrold. Have you got a moment?
What do you want?
I was hoping I might be able to talk to you
about the incident here in Kettering.
Sorry, who are you?
I'm a geophysicist.
Eighteen months prior to the Kettering Incident,
I was working in Antarctica and...
Could I buy you a coffee?
I don't like to discuss it.
Please, hear me out. Whilst I was there,
I detected unusual bursts of electromagnetic radiation.
That's the aurora. Solar storms.
We pinpointed the source. It was coming from deep,
deep beneath the ice.
What's this got to do with me?
I'm getting the same readings here, in Kettering.
I don't think I can help you.
I think it's got something to do
with what happened to Gillian Baxter.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
Do you hear a loud humming, Anna?
Feel a vibration, a sensation that cuts deep to your bones?
Leave me alone.
(DOGS BARKING DISTANTLY)
(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)
(RINGING STOPS)
Your photo keeps popping up on Chloe's computer.
Well, I had nothing to do with her.
Pretty prominent.
Did you have something going with her?
I didn't touch her.
All right? She was coming on to me, not the other way round.
(SCOFFING) I'm still sorting things out with Sandy.
Did you mention to Chloe that you'd done time for a rape?
It wasn't rape.
All right? I got done doing a 15-year-old that looked 20,
and me doing time is exactly why I didn't go near her.
-I'm still trying to clean up. -Sure you are.
You were up at the party on Friday night.
-With me mates. -You left the ute.
Can't a guy take a piss without being charged
for murder these days?
Depends on whether we find your fingerprints
and DNA on her.
Fergus here'll give you a swab.
Interview stopped at 3:08 p.m.
Get out.
Leave Sandy alone.
DUTCH: What, you wanna get charged with threatening police, do ya?
You got some love competition there.
Shut it.
"She then claims to have seen an orange van
"and a thickset man standing nearby.
"She couldn't remember what happened to the other girl
"but managed to give the name of the man she saw
"as Lewis 'Lofty' Sullivan.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
"The witness said temperatures plummeted and a blinding light emanated
"from the forest above the ridge,
"followed by a strange humming sound.
"Dr. McKenzie recommended psychiatric care..."
(WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)
DEB: What?
Adam just called.
The cops reckon Chloe was murdered.
Maybe we should call this off.
ROY: It wouldn't help.
The place needs a distraction.
-Be good for the town. -(SCOFFING)
I think it's what Max and Barb would want.
CRAIG: There's been a tragedy here at the mill
and work's been suspended.
Another week, maybe.
Jesus Christ, there's bloody moss growing everywhere.
No, nothing.
Look, I'll talk with the bank. See what I can do.
No, appreciate it.
Yeah, righto. Thanks.
(BREATHING UNSTEADILY) You killed my daughter.
Admit it, you fuckin' arsehole!
-Settle down, you crazy bastard! -You were at the party.
Eliza said so!
Jesus Christ!
Settle down. Fuckin' hell!
Don't be fuckin' insane!
You've been making threats against Chloe for weeks.
You're in shock, mate.
You're barking up the wrong tree.
Somebody killed my baby girl!
Why would they do that?
Look, if I find out who it is,
I'll kill 'em with me bare hands.
But I swear, Max, I had nothing to do with it.
All right?
You've gotta pull yourself together, Max.
(BOTH PANTING)
They reckon she had toxins in her blood.
That could be anything.
You said someone bashed her?
What if she was up at the ridge?
Why would she be up there? It's locked up.
It's locked up, isn't it, Max?
I let Jens go up there.
Oh, what?
He studies wedge-tailed eagles' nests or something.
You let the fuckin' greenies in.
It was a deal I did with him
so we could log Kettering Forest.
But he double-crossed me.
We go down, this whole place goes down.
Come on, mate, I don't give a toss about my reputation
or this bloody town.
I just want to know who killed my little girl.
We need a strategy.
We need to have a position when that ridge is crawling
with Forensics and they start finding shit.
We deny all knowledge.
They start dragging stuff up,
we just say it was there when we bought the joint.
Okay?
Are we agreed?
Max!
Yeah.
What the hell did we bury up there anyway?
Lofty?
Hello, miss.
You're at the wrong wharf for the ferry.
I'm Anna Macy.
I know who you are.
Go away.
-Leave me alone. Please. -Lofty, wait...
You're making me late for work.
I'm not here to make any trouble.
I just need some help trying to remember things.
I never hurt you.
I never hurt her.
You said I hurt you.
Did I say that?
I don't remember doing that...
They put me in jail.
Can you tell me exactly what happened that night, please?
I found you at Mother Sullivan's.
I picked you up,
carried you for miles.
I wasn't at Mother Sullivan's.
I couldn't have got up there.
LOFTY: At my grandmother's house.
The old Sullivan house.
LOFTY: * Hush little baby don't say a word
YOUNG ANNA: Dad!
LOFTY: * Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird
YOUNG ANNA: There were lights!
LOFTY: * And if that mockingbird don't sing
YOUNG ANNA: (TEARFULLY) Bright lights!
* Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring *
Why did he blame you?
He was scared.
Scared?
Of who?
Of you.
(ANIMAL NOISES)
(COUGHING)
(SNIFFS) Ugh.
(EXCLAIMS)
(ANIMAL CHATTERING)
(GASPS)
(RUSTLING)
Who's there?
(ANIMAL CALLING)
(DOG BARKING)
BILLY: You all right, mate?
Yeah, thanks, Pop.
Hey.
-You all right? -Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, I reckon Sando's dog needs to be put on a lead.
He had a go at me.
I reckon all the dogs in Kettering need to be on leads.
Something's rattling 'em.
I'll have a word to Sando.
Travis really liked her.
Chloe.
Oh yeah?
He was pretty keen.
He used to, like, follow her and all.
How do you mean?
Kind of leave the office whenever she walked by.
You know, like text her all the time and stuff.
Did she like him?
He's real old.
All right, well,
doesn't really prove anything, but thanks.
No.
No, not saying it was...
He kind of...
He kind of raped me.
Not really, like, rape.
You know, just a couple of times.
What... What are you talking about, Lize?
When did this happen?
It was a long time ago.
But you know, he gave me a job.
There's not much work about, so it worked out.
Don't tell Dad, will you? Please?
I don't want it getting out.
Dad'd kill him.
And me.
FERGUS: Uh, Lize?
Eliza just told me that Travis raped her.
Bring him in.
What do you think these are?
Green night vision goggles.
Army issue, probably.
Put 'em on.
What do you see?
A green Dutch.
Green office.
Why? What's all this about?
What are army goggles doing at Mother Sullivan's Ridge?
(GULLS CALLING)
TRAVIS: Chloe Holloway?
Who told you that?
You were seen following Chloe on a number of occasions.
Why would I?
Were you stalking her?
If this is all coming from Eliza Grayson,
-I will fucking... -What?
What'll you do?
Sack her, 'cause she's a lying bitch.
It's her you should be investigating.
Look, I want to have a talk to your boss.
Don't have a boss.
Yeah, you do.
I just want a quick word.
We can sort this thing out in a minute.
Or we'll sit here for a couple of hours
while I get my lawyer.
Right.
Wait there.
Let me handle this.
He might have a perfectly logical explanation.
Perhaps he was in the boatshed with Dane.
Did you do it?
No, I bloody didn't.
See, you've got nothing on me,
but I've got a fucking avalanche to bring down on you
if this goes on for one moment longer.
Are you threatening me?
You fucking bet I am.
FERGUS: He's lying.
He's covering for someone or something.
If Chloe was involved or knew about the drugs...
You gotta be 100% certain
before you start blowing whistles.
I doubt if he's the one that killed her, and if he did,
he'd hide it better.
So why cover for Dane Sullivan?
And now Travis?
And why would you bother lying about a bloody cardigan?
Look, here comes the first lot.
-(FLUTTERING) -They'll circle for a bit,
they'll find the direction then head home.
FERGUS: He's now convinced the murder took place in Mother Sullivan's.
Can't work out whether he's trying to solve it
or cover it up.
Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.
DUTCH: No, it's okay. Just a question.
I'm not pointing the finger at anyone,
and this conversation never happened, right?
But do any of you blokes know anything about
Travis Kingston and Grayson's daughter?
Eliza?
Just works for him.
So no word of him, you know...
Like using her,
sexually, against her will?
You're fucking kidding me.
-He raped Eliza? -Nah, maybe not.
I'm just looking at all angles on the murder.
What, did he kill Chloe?
No, he appears to have an alibi,
and that's all you need to get off a charge these days.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't a bloody cop.
Oh, well.
Have a good day, guys.
Why did you leave Gillian Baxter
in the forest that night?
Beg your pardon?
Because that's what everyone wants to know.
Why?
I was upset.
About?
I was only gonna leave her there for an hour.
What?
TRAVIS: You guys are fucking dead!
No! No!
-I didn't fucking do it! -Hold him.
-Come on! -I swear on my mum's grave!
I fucking never touched her.
-(SPITTING) -No!
Please!
(CRYING OUT)
(CLATTERING)
DUTCH: How's our town publican?
You ready for your big send-off?
Feel like a bit of a wake, does it?
ROY: How can I help you?
I was wondering what you can tell me
about Gillian Baxter's father.
Why don't you ask Renae? That's her business.
I reckon it's your business, too, Roy.
You see, I've been doing some thinking.
I keep wondering about your decision
to send Anna away all that time ago.
You weren't even here, Dutch.
Why are you bringing that up now?
Because another girl went missing recently.
In fact,
she went missing the same day your daughter came home.
The very day.
And it made me wonder
why a sweet little girl might kill another.
I think jealousy might be the answer.
Girls don't like sharing their fathers.
You don't know what you're talking about.
This town worships you, Roy.
You're their local hero.
Be terrible for your
shiny and carefully managed reputation if this got out,
wouldn't it?
Especially on a night like tonight.
-What do you want? -Call off your dog.
He is beginning to cause me considerable pain.
Fergus doesn't answer to me.
I'm not a cop any more.
He hangs on your every word.
I want nothing more than to catch Chloe's killer,
but if your boy decides to bring a shitstorm down on me,
I am taking no prisoners.
(LINE RINGING)
TRAVIS: (ON RECORDING MACHINE) Travis. Not here. Leave a message.
(LINE BEEPS)
Travis,
this is my fourth call. Where are you?
-(SIGHING) -(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)
Travis?
(STATIC BUZZING)
-Hello? -GIRL: Mummy?
-Mummy? -(GASPING)
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(RUSTLING)
(TWIGS SNAPPING)
Hello?
-Hello! -(TWIGS SNAPPING)
(RUMBLING)
Anyone there?
(ANIMAL CALLING)
(GASPING)
ANNA: You all dressed up ready for your glory night?
Anna.
What are you doing?
How long was I in an asylum?
About 10 days.
You were in a terrible state.
You were having these episodes,
and they were just checking that you were not...
Insane?
Why can't I remember any of this?
Because I told you.
You were in the hospital for...
Pneumonia.
And the drugs they were giving me...
Were to sedate you.
And they worked and they let you out.
This is not the right time for this.
When is there a right time?
Why did you send Lofty to prison?
Because he was there with you.
He was there with you when I found you,
covered in blood.
He saved me.
And you threw him in prison.
Why, Dad?
Why did you lie?
You said you saw a man in an orange van in the forest.
Lofty had an orange van.
He's mentally deficient, Anna.
He used to stalk you and Gillian.
You've put words in my mouth I couldn't possibly have said.
There's not a word of truth in here, is there?
And yet you ignored other witnesses.
-Why? -Because you ran out
of this house screaming blue murder
when you found out Gillian was your sister!
And then you disappeared with her for over eight hours!
Not eight hours. That's wrong.
Yes!
Eight long, terrible bloody hours.
And when I did find you
you were in the old Sullivan's house,
babbling about fucking UFOs and God knows what.
You were covered in blood
and when I tried to wipe the blood off you,
I realised it wasn't your blood.
For God's sake, Anna, I was trying to protect you.
You must know that.
You arrested him to cover for me.
You were a different girl when you came back.
You were wild. Crazy, almost.
(SOFTLY) You think that I killed Gillian.
It was all my fault.
All this time.
You think I killed Gillian?
I wasn't gonna lose both of you!
You better get to your celebration, Dad.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
DEB: Where is he?
Where's the guest of honour?
I'm sure he's on his way.
I've nailed him.
He's running drugs.
Now, the Assistant Commissioner's gonna be there tonight.
I'm gonna talk to him privately, after the event.
No.
You won't.
You haven't got enough on him.
He's still a fellow cop.
And that's supposed to mean something?
Is it?
What's going on here, Roy?
What am I missing?
Or more to the point...
What's Dutch got on you?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
-(ALL CHEERING) -(MUSIC STOPS)
CRAIG: (OVER MICROPHONE) Thanks, girls, well done.
Ladies and gents, if you'd like to just
top up your drinks, we'll be back in a minute.
Hey, mate.
Where've you been?
I didn't expect you to come.
We need to talk to you.
Later.
Let's get this out of the way first.
Alrighty, a bit of shoosh, thanks, folks.
Uh, we all know why we're gathered here tonight.
Uh, we're here to pay tribute to
one of the district's finest,
Roy Macy.
And first up we have Deb Russell to say a few words.
(DEB SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER MICROPHONE IN DISTANCE)
What are you doing here?
I could ask you the same question.
(CROWD APPLAUDING DISTANTLY)
What are they?
(SIGHING) Um...
Just an old pair of goggles I found up at the ridge.
What were you doing up there?
Looking for a crime scene.
(EERIE SOUNDS)
What's wrong?
Nothing.
You think that's where Chloe was killed?
Maybe.
(SIGHS DEEPLY)
No weapon, no vehicle, no crime scene.
Just this
little crimson flower to go on.
It clones itself, according to Fergus.
ANNA: You should speak to Jens.
He was telling me about a flower like this.
So why aren't you at your father's celebration?
I'd say the same reason as you.
Next person I'd like to welcome up onto the stage
is our very special guest for the night,
and that is none other
than the Assistant Commissioner for Police,
Mr Brendan Trengrove.
BRENDAN: Thanks a lot. Thank you.
You know, the Force really needs your average cop.
The sort of cop that's entwined
in the life of the community.
Men and women in the Force who make themselves integral
to the lives of the people in their district.
That not only enforce the laws of the land,
but involve themselves with the local footy team,
fight the fires,
drive the tractor at fetes.
To be a country cop you need to be a friend,
a confidante and a counsellor, a mentor.
Everyone depends on you.
And that decent, honest cop is the man standing here,
Sergeant, or should I say, former Sergeant Roy Macy.
You not only have the Force's thanks, mate,
you have the thanks of your town.
-WOMAN: Well done! -(CROWD WHOOPING)
-(RATTLING) -CROWD: (SINGING) * For he's a jolly good fellow
* And so say all of us
-Hip hip! -CROWD: Hooray!
CRAIG: Hip hip! CROWD: Hooray!
-(MOBILE RINGING) -ANNA: Hello?
DR SUTTON: (OVER PHONE) Dr Macy?
It's Dr Polly Sutton here.
Yes?
I'm calling about a blood sample you dropped off
for your patient, Kade Fisher.
This blood has more anisocytoses
than I've ever seen before,
with hugely variable cell morphology.
It...
It does not appear to be human blood.
Hello?
Are you there, Dr Macy?
Dr Macy?
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