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And after I leave the car, you count.

I count to 60,
and then I come into the shop.

Why are you coming into the shop?

I forgot something.

Do you shut the car door?

Yes. I shut it.

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Hey, there!

Hey, can you tell mum, Nanna,
that we're a couple of hours away?

I'll call her when we get to the cottage.

I'm really looking forward to seeing you.

We just saw a far bit of smoke here.

Is there any there?

Well, look, we're going to have a
rest when we get to the cottage,

and maybe get something to eat

It's fabulous.

Yes. It's fabulous, you told me.
He can't wait to see you too.

SHE SIGHS:

OK.

I'll see you soon.

Love you, bye.

Hey, sleepy head. Come on.

Noah? Noah?

Noah? Noah?

Jo?

What's wrong?

- What's wrong?
- He's...

He's cold!

- Is he breathing?
- I don't know!

There's no pulse.
When did he stop breathing?

I don't know! I don't know.

- How long's he being like this?
- I don't know. I don't know.

What happened, you just
checked him just then?

Yes! I just checked him,
I just opened the door,

I checked him, and he's cold.
He feels really...

He's not... He's not breathing..

SHE SCREAMS: Jo!

SHE SOBS:

Jo.

- Give him to me.
- No.

Please. Please.

HE SOBS:

SHE SCREAMS:

Jo!

Jo!

Get in the car.

SHE SOBS:

We'll go for help.

Did you buckle him in?

What?

Did you buckle him in?
He has to be buckled in.

You had to buckle him in.

Alexandra's been arrested
for kidnapping Noah.

We conducted a search,
and found something of Noah's

at your mum's house.

No, no, no, no, no.

What?

Chloe, I understand
how upsetting this is,

but we're going to have to
ask you some questions now.

All this was my fault.

- No, no, no...
- No, Dad...

...I took something out of Joanna's bag.

I had her bag, and I just took it.

Dad!

Thanks, Chloe.

There you go.

It wasn't Mum.

What did it look like, Chloe?

It was blue, it had little white stripes.

Will you let her go?

It was my fault.

I'm sorry.

Shame on you.

Noah's out there somewhere,
and you waste this precious time

trying to frame a single mother,
a jilted ex who occasionally likes

a glass of wine, who runs every day
to stay strong for her kid.

You could jail half the woman in
this town under 40

if that were a crime.

Alex, I know this hasn't
been easy on you.

- SHE SCOFFS:
- But we're doing everything

that we can to find out
what happened to Noah.

Everyone in this town now looks at
me like a child-killer, Peter.

You know what they're like.

Thanks.

- See you later, Dad.
- See you soon.

Hey, I'm sorry you
had to go through that.

I never thought you'd hurt him, Alex.

Well, thank you.

Alistair, you're the world's best liar.

You always have been.

- What happened?
- SHE SOBS:

Tell me what happened.

I, erm, I just...

I reached in for him, and...

He...

He wasn't cold. He was just...

He was just still.

When? When...?

When was he...? when was he last awake?

I don't know. In the plane?

When we got off the plane?

- When was he last awake?
- I don't know! He was...

He cried for the whole flight.
I think he was just tired.

He just... He fell asleep.

- Did you hold him?
- OK, the trolley, the capsule,

the capsule was on the trolley,
and the... With the luggage.

We went to the car-hire desk

I got us... I got us a coffee.

Jo, the medicine.

What?

Your medicine. Noah's medicine.

They were in the same clear bottles.

No. No. I ta... I tasted it.
Mine, mine...

I tasted it bef...

I tasted it before I gave it to him.
Mine... Mine tastes different.

Jo, you were exhausted and out
of your mind on that flight.

Mm!

SHE SOBS:

I've got to get some milk in for you.

Oh, thank you,
that's very thoughtful of you.

How old is your baby?

Three months and 17 days.

We're really exhausted, Mrs Wilson.
Thank you for the milk.

SHE VOMITS:

It's just... It's plane food.

- Can I get her anything?
- Oh, no. I'll let you know.

- I'm just next door.
- Great. Great, thank you.

Why don't you put him down?

Alistair, we should go to the police.

We should go to the police.

Jo...

...you'll be charged with manslaughter.

Do you understand?

You will go to prison.

I will never get Chloe.

Our lives will be destroyed.

I don't care. I don't care.

No, listen to me. Listen to me.

You don't deserve to
be punished for this.

You don't deserve to be punished
for this, but the world...

The world will not agree with me.

But you and me, together,

we can make our own way through this.

Do you trust me?

Yes.

I know we can do this.

I know it.

But you must trust me,
and we must do it together, OK?

You can't abandon me on this.

You can't abandon me on this, OK?

- Hi.
- Peter will be here in a moment.

Hi. I, erm, I came in as
soon as I got the message.

- Thanks, Alistair.
- What is it?

We just wanted to run over some of
the details of the afternoon

- when you arrived in Melbourne.
- We'll record this.

So, erm, am I the suspect now?

Just some questions.

So you arrived at the
cottage at about 4.30.

What did you do during that time?

Oh, er, OK.

I unpacked, had a shower,
put on some washing,

checked some e-mails, had a nap for
about an hour, had something to eat.

All Noah's clothes and blankets
and the covers

from the baby capsule were washed.

Yes. Yeah, I think so.

And you both stayed in the cottage
until you left to go to Elizabeth's?

- Yes.
- Did you put Noah into the travel-cot?

BAG UNZIPS:

Er, possibly.

Did you change his nappy?

Probably.

You said you had something
to eat at the cottage.

- Yes.
- What did you have to eat?

What? What did I have to eat?
A sandwich or something.

That night is a blur. I'm sorry.

Have you found something?

Do you know something?

There's no physical evidence
of Noah at the cottage.

So, so you have no leads,
your investigation's stalled,

and now you turn on us?

OK, can...?

Can I ask you to be very careful
when speaking with Joanna,

that you don't push her. OK?

REPORTERS CLAMOUR:

Please. I have nothing to say.
I wish I did.

Alistair, did you kill your son?

Excuse me.

Jo?

Jo?

- Jo.
- Mm.

- Come on, wake up.
- Sleepy...

Jo. Jo. Wake up.

- Come on. Wake up!
- Sleep...

Just leave me.

HE SIGHS:

MUTTERS: Fuck off.
Fuck off, Jesus Christ.

HE BREATHES DEEPLY:

LINE RINGS:

Hi. You got the draft of the article?

Yeah. It's good, thanks.

Look, erm, I'm really worried
about the level of competency

of this investigation.

Something needs to be said.

- Publish?
- It's up to you.

But I can have no connection, OK?

I need them on my side.

- Hang in there, yeah?
- Thanks, mate. Bye.

- Where is it?
- Jo...

- Where is it?!
- Jo...

Alistair, where have you put it?

Jo, I'm sure whatever it is,
We'll find it.

It's all I have!

Mum, do you want to just
give us a moment?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

You can't keep it.
It has the medicine on it.

The police know it's missing.
Don't be an idiot.

Alistair, I need it. Give it to me.

You're not ten years old.

What you need is to take a step back,

and think very carefully
about your next move.

ALEX, ECHOING: Joanna.

Joanna, are you OK?

Alex? Come on.

Bit early for a swim.

Is everything all right?

I think so.

I'm sorry you were arrested.
That must've been...

...horrible.

Yeah, it was.

Chloe was really shaken.

She's a great girl.

She is.

Alistair wants her to
go and live with you.

Do you want that? I mean, honestly.

She's a teenage girl.

I know fathers are important,
but she needs her mum.

When Alistair wants something,

he'll crush anything
and anyone to get it.

That's what frightens me.

He's so very manipulating of people.

He did it to me.

I never realised until I was out of it.

Joanna...

...be careful.

The triangle? Can you explain
to the court what you mean?

Joanna, Alistair and myself.

It was a toxic set of relationships.

I was... I was very frightened that
I was going to lose my daughter.

I was determined to do anything in
my power to keep Chloe with me.

How did Joanna and Alistair
react after you were arrested?

It was a nightmare for me.

I was furious.

He appeared to have
gotten what he wanted.

- What is this?
- They have a search warrant.

Where have you been?

I went for a walk.

I didn't know where you were.
Don't do that again.

They've finished up inside.

We're going to move round
to the back garden.

What's the justification for this?

We had a call from a neighbour
who heard a baby crying.

Really?

We should've done this weeks ago.

"Questions have been raised
about the competency of the

"Australian investigation.

"A particular concern is the lack
of crime scene evidence from the

"site of Noah's abduction, the
possible loss of crucial evidence

"from the hire car being moved
before forensics had arrived.

Yes.

McCallum, you're worth every penny.

Who pays him?

I paid him, to make the cops look bad.

I don't think a neighbour
called the station.

I think they just wanted
to search the house.

That's nice.

Are you taking that with you today?

I think he looks sad in this one.

Please.

Just give me your best
for this TV interview.

Give me your best today.

We need it.

Take a couple of these.
They'll relax you.

No. I don't... I don't want them.
I don't need them.

Let's go sit in the sun for a bit.

Sure.

I've been thinking
about the day on the plane.

I know I did a taste test. I know it.

Because there was this lady
sat behind me and she asked me

what I was doing,
and I explained it to her.

What if it was something else?

You can't trust your memory.

You were... You were exhausted
and stressed on the plane.

You were out of your head with fatigue.

Yeah, but if it was something else?

I mean, he was always crying.

Maybe he had a...

I don't know, a condition
we didn't know about.

- It's too late, Jo.
- Is it?

Why?

We could go to Peter.

We could tell him the whole truth.

Maybe they can do an autopsy on
Noah and they can tell us.

Alistair, they could tell us
what truly happened to him.

We are way past that point, Jo.

Are we? Why? Why?

We would be hammered if it
was revealed that we'd lied

and fabricated Noah's disappearance.

We would face charges,
perjury, lying to the police.

- Think it through.
- We should have gone to the police.

- We should have gone.
- We were exhausted and in shock,

but what's done is done.

Now we need to keep looking forward.

You know...

...you know that I will
never, ever blame you.

Thank you.

Now, this interview today,

it'll get the focus back on
the search for Noah and off us.

The press, the public, everyone
needs to be looking for him.

Are you up for it?

I think I can do it.

With your help.

OK.

Where is he?

There's a beach not far here.

I used to go when I was a kid.

There was this amazing tree there.

I used to think it was a magic tree.

And the tree, it was still there?

Yes. Still there.

Is it beautiful?

Yes. It's beautiful.

Al... There's no turning back now.

You understand that, don't you?

No, we're about to go in.

Sorry, one sec.

Excuse me?

Hi, can you dull back the eyes?
It's just a bit heavy.

And waterproof as much of it as possible.

Thank you.

So that's the moment you realised
your four-month-old son was gone.

Vanished from the back of your car.

Can you recall what you
were thinking in that moment?

I...

I was thinking, "Where is he?"

To absolute terror.

Like sliding down a mountain.

I just... I kept just saying
to myself over and over,

"Where is he? Where is he?"

Do the police have any leads,

or any idea what has happened
to your baby son?

This is what's so hard.
A baby can't just disappear.

Someone, somewhere knows
what happened to him.

Knows where he is.

I'd like to ask you how you're
coping with the allegations

that you had something to do
with your son's disappearance?

We can't stop people thinking
what they want, but what's

most upsetting is it takes away
from the search for our boy.

That's where we want to see the
energy of the press and the police.

Can I...?

- Can I say something?
- Of course.

I just want to say something
to whoever has Noah.

Firstly, I... I want to say
thank you for looking after him.

But he's our son...

...and our lives are destroyed
by your actions. If you...

Sorry. SHE SNIFFS:

If you have him, or if you know
of anybody who has him, please...

...please let him come home to us.

We will never stop looking for Noah

and we will never stop
believing that he's out there

and that he will return to us.

How can I leave?

How can I leave if I
don't know where he is?

How can I go home?

I can't, I can't.

I can't ever leave.

Sorry.

OK. Can we stop now, please?

You went off script, with that,
"How can I ever leave the country?"

I wasn't acting.

We can check into the hotel
and then I thought we might get

- something to eat.
- Is it far? I might walk.

All right.

But what if you're recognised?

Jean-Louise?

Jean-Louise Talbot. She's our publicist.

She does work for me
back home, for the party.

I wasn't aware we had such a thing.

She contacted me a week or so ago,
asked if she could help.

That's what she does.

So why didn't you tell me about her?

To be honest, I don't know.

She organised this interview.

Negotiated the fee.

We get paid for that?

Yes, of course.

To help pay for the journalists
who write the articles.

That's right. While my job's on hold,

there's no money coming in.

We still have the mortgage and expenses.

After that interview, Alistair, our faces

are going to be known even more.

A new story will come along
and we'll be old news.

Alistair, look,
look at what is happening.

OK, I am trying to do my best for us.

I am trying to hold it all together.

But don't forget, you're not
the only one mourning.

- My son is dead.
- Because of me.

- I didn't say that.
- Yes, you did.

Hey.

Smuggled this in.

There's no vase in the hotel room.

OK. I'll get one.

You don't have to fix everything.

It's a fucking vase.

Jo, what do you want me to do?

I want to tell the truth!
That is what I want.

I'm sorry. This is my life.

I like my life.
I don't want to go to jail.

That's not my story
and I don't deserve it.

And I do! Don't I?

Do you know what I realised?

I'll never, ever be able to talk
about this, honestly, to anybody.

Ever.

For the rest of my life,
I'm going to have to...

...carry this.

You can talk to me, Jo.

OK. Can you promise me that you
won't do anything

without talking to me
and telling me first?

We are in this together.

OK. OK.

God. How good is it to talk without
thinking someone's listening in?

I'm still worried.

What are you worried about?

Peter and Lorna were asking questions

about what we did at the Cottage.

And?

Why were there no nappies
in the rubbish bin?

What did we eat? For God's sake.

- What did you say?
- I was vague.

- CORK POPS:
- I said a sandwich, or something.

I should have said that we used the BBQ.

I cleaned it. Every little bit
of ash is in the ground.

Yes. But Mrs Wilson told police she
always leaves the barbecue set

and ready to go. Ours was empty of wood.

If it comes up...

say that we used it and cleaned it.

And that you took the nappies and
put them in a rubbish bin in town.

There is nothing to celebrate.

- Where is it?
- What?

The bib!

I got rid of it.

- No?
- Yes.

Alistair, you promised me.

You promised me! Where is it?

- I'm sorry.
- Alistair, where is it?

- I'm sorry. It had to go.
- SHE WAILS:

It had to. It's gone. It doesn't exist.

It was all I had!

It was all I had left.

How could you be so fucking cruel!

You are the most ungrateful
person I've ever met.

Oh, really?
What, am I supposed to thank you?

Well, actually, yes.

You know your problem?

You're poisonous.

Get out.

Get out.

Take some flowers to your mum!

DOOR SLAMS:

HE KNOCKS ON DOOR:

Hey.

Hello.

- Is she home?
- Nope.

She's got netball practice.

Well, maybe I could wait.

We can talk.

It's about time we had
a proper, open talk about things.

Something for you.

This kitchen.

Same kettle.

Where did we get it?

A garage sale in Lorne, I think.

Lorne, yeah.

Why were we there?

What did you want to discuss?

Sorry.

I was just trying to see what
having a normal conversation

felt like again.

How's Joanna?

She's very strong,
but I'm worried about her.

How are you?

The police turned this house upside-down.

Tipped out every drawer, every cupboard.

Now everyone looks at me
like I'm a criminal.

CRICKETS CHIRP:

That sound.

Sounds like home.

We had a good thing
going on here, didn't we?

Remind me why we left here?

You were offered a job in Scotland.

Imagine if I'd said no to that job.

If we'd stayed here, raised Chloe...

...maybe had another baby or two.

You always wanted three.

Didn't you?

It wasn't Scotland that broke us up, Al.

It was your affairs
and your constant lying.

That would've happened
anywhere in the world.

Here we are.

Going to court to fight for custody.

I can offer her a terrific education.

Private school. She can have access
to any university in Europe.

She's all I've got.

I wouldn't know who I was without her.

No. See, here's the thing.

What any good parent would do is
put Chloe's best interests ahead

of their fear of being alone.

I think you should leave.

I'm waiting for Chloe.

Well, I don't want you here.

Is this some fantasy of yours, is it?

Telling me to get out of your house.

The house, mind you, bought
with my parents' deposit.

Well, go on.

Go on. Do it.

Do it.

"Get out of my house, Al!"

Why don't you finish
that off before dinner?

Fuck off!

You're both in a terrible situation.

What are the police saying?

Nothing yet.
Loads of people think we did it.

Oh, idiots.

Kirsty.

He's dead.

He's dead and it's my fault.

For God's sake, Jo.

You can't do this to yourself.

Noah's alive. I know he is.

You can't give up hope.

HE SCREAMS:

He was wearing a blue
grow-suit like this one.

Whoever has him, please
give him back to us.

I have made an examination
of both Joanna and Alistair

at the press conference.

At 2:55, the female rubs her nose,

indicating what she's
about to say is not true.

We miss him so much.

At 3:05, the male's left
arm can be seen squeezing

the female's left shoulder.

His action could constitute a tapping...

- Shut up, shut up.
- ..and signal to the female.

We need him home safe.

- Please...
- Oh, my God.

Shut up! Shut up!
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

- What are you doing in here?
- I knocked.

- I thought you were here.
- You can't be in here.

Sorry. It was... It was open.

You can't be in here.

Do you want to see me?
What do you want to see me about?

I was... I was hoping for an update.

I will call you as soon as I have
any real leads or news, OK?

I mean, what are you guys actually doing?

I mean, arresting, arresting poor
Alex? She's absolutely devastated!

We are doing everything that we can.

We're hoping that the
60 Minutes interview

is going to bring somebody forward.

What happened to him, Peter?
What happened to him?

Alistair.

Go home and take care of Jo.

HE CHUCKLES:

You're not going to give up, are you?

You're going to give up looking for him?

This investigation is going to
stay open until we have no leads

to follow up on. Until then, it's
staying open, we're not giving up.

Thank you, Pete.

No, Al, please!

Jo? Can you come here, please?

Come and watch the interview.

No, thanks.

It's important. You need to watch it.

No, YOU need to stop
telling me what to say,

do and think every second!

And you need to stop lying to me.

You are out of control, Jo.

I want to see where he's buried.

- You need to tell me!
- Stop!

Be very careful, Jo.

I should never have given him to you.

I was a coward.

You were a partnership.

A relationship that was under
a huge amount of stress.

But that doesn't explain what
changed between you and Alistair.

I woke up.

Can you talk about what you mean by that?

Back in Australia, I...

...suddenly saw through
all the lies, the manipulation.

The only way to cope with it
was to put on a mask for him.

For the world.

What lies are you talking about?

I was betrayed.

That's enough for you to know.

Call the indictment of
Her Majesties Advocate,

against Joanna Louise Lindsay.

Are you Joanna Louise Lindsay?

Yes.

I appear on behalf of the panel,

Joanna Louise Lindsay,

who pleads not guilty
to the indictment being

a single charge of the murder

of Alistair Jonathan Robertson.