All language subtitles for Savage River E04

Show me where you found his car.
Exactly where it was.

(CAMERA PHONE CLICKS)
We can't ignore Miki's history.

I didn't kill Hugh.

OK? And somebody in this town did,

and now I have to do something,
or they're gonna get away with it.

Why is it up to you?

My money's on Salim.

Is this 'cause
he locked you in the chiller?

You knew about that?

We're leaving Savage River.
Kevin is selling the meatworks.

If this is what I think it is,

I hope you're not forgetting
my little loan.

Max, I will look after you.

Mind if I borrow your window...

(GASPS)
..for a couple of weeks?

How old are these?

Not that old. Paint over the date,
they'll fit the purpose.

Hugh Lang told his wife he was gonna
visit his brother in Melbourne,

but he lied.

He, um...got a hotel room
near the hospital

because Laila
had an appointment there.

In the maternity ward.

SIMON: Laila.

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(KNOCKS)

We all wear the same boots.

Kevin gets them in bulk.

Do you ever wear yours
outside the meatworks?

Mm. Sometimes. We all do.

Do you ever wear anybody else's?

Maybe, if they are my size.
They get mixed up all the time.

And what size are you?

Size nine.

(CAR APPROACHES OUTSIDE)

You don't have to tell me anything
if you don't want to, Laila.

I can tell that you're hurt.

(QUIETLY) Yeah.

It's nothing.

Thanks for picking me up.

Everyone's been worried about you.

(HOUSE DOOR OPENS)

The police are here?

Yeah.

Probably asking about Hugh.

RACHEL: Who's that?

BILL: I think that's Laila.

Huh.

Laila?

(LAILA WAILS)

(LAILA CONTINUES CRYING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)

SONG: # Come to me, pretty

# Pull back my limbs

# It's the oldest tradition

# Known to my skin

# I can be soft

# When I'm disarmed

# I can be just

# What you want. #

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(WHISPERS) Please. Please.
Give me the strength, please.

OCEAN: (YELLS) Daddy!

(FOOTSTEPS PLOD)

(DOOR OPENS)
TERRY: Hey, baby.

Daddy!
I'm here, I'm here.

I had a bad dream.

It's OK, shh...
There were monsters.

It's just a bad dream, baby.

There's no such thing as a monster.

It's OK.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

You haven't been answering
your phone.

I was in the hospital.

In Melbourne.

I was only meant to be gone
for a day.

But there was a problem.

You were in the maternity ward.

I was pregnant.

Hugh - he helped me.

He made the appointment.

You had a termination?

Something went wrong
and they had to operate,

so, Hugh came back without me.

I made him promise
not to tell anyone.

Someone really killed him?

Was Hugh Lang... Was he the father?

No.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) No.

I'm so sorry to ask this,
but it could be important -

who WAS the father?

It was Nick.

(SHEEP BLEAT IN BACK OF TRUCK)

(BLEATING CONTINUES)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

You want a lift?

Still mad at me then.

OK. Alright. I was an arsehole.
I deserve that.

How do I make it up to you?

I'd buy you some flowers,

but you don't seem
like the flowers kind of girl.

What about a song and dance? Hm?

You and me right here, right now.

(SINGS) # Da-da-da

# Da-da-da... #

Stop.

Alright!

We'll settle it prison-styles.
You can shiv me.

Fine.

Really?

I've never actually shivved anyone.

Oh.

Why...here?

Why do you keep coming back?

What do you mean?

I'm not exactly
making life easy for you.

Fishing for compliments?

No.

You don't go along with things
just because everyone else does.

And I'm pretty sure
if someone locked me in a chiller,

you'd punch them in the face
without asking.

I will too next time.

Promise.

(FLIES BUZZ)

That's a bit much even for Nick.

OK, so...

..Nick and Laila
have a secret romance.

Nick finds out that Hugh
took Laila to get an abortion.

He's not happy about it.
He goes to confront Hugh.

Things get out of hand.

I've known Nick
since he was in nappies.

He might be a pain in the arse,
but...

..he's no killer.

Yeah, but the footprint
from where Hugh's car was dumped

was from a meatworks boot.

AND Nick has got easy access
to knives.

Could you say both those things
about Miki too.

True.

But Nick's got a motive.

That puts him out in front.

Miki put it there.
HER job to move it.

Can you arrest her
for doing that shit?

We're not here
about the bull's head.

No, we're here to confirm
your whereabouts Wednesday night.

Just the pub. Like everybody else.

All night?

Didn't get lucky,
if that's what you're asking.

(CHUCKLES DRYLY)

How would you describe
your relationship with Laila, Nick?

What are you talking about?

Come off it, Nick.
You got the girl pregnant.

Jesus.

Are you sure?

What, so, she hasn't been in touch?
She didn't...

I thought she'd ditched me
and left town.

Wait, you spoke to her?
So, she's back?

Are we done?

Well, we might
have a couple more questions

we'll need to pick up later.

Shit. I'm gonna call her.

(FLIES BUZZ)

So, if it's not Nick...
I'm still not ruling him out.

Well, the same motive
would stand for Salim Bayati.

He found out
what Hugh was helping Laila to do

or, even worse,
he gets the wrong idea.

But his wife, Jamila, said that
he was with HER all Wednesday night.

(SCOFFS)
If that's what she really said.

I mean, it was Salim
doing the translating.

Oh, God. We need to get
our own interpreter down here.

(LAUGHS)

Do you want a butler
and a valet service with that?

I'm sure there's plenty of room
in the budget.

Mm.

Are these Hugh Lang's phone records?

Uh... Yeah. Came in first thing.

OK.

His last phone call
was 6:00PM day of.

We need to find out
who THIS number belongs to.

I, uh...

I think I can...
help you out with that.

That's, um...my son's number.

Hi.
Hey.

Everything OK?

Yeah.

Sorry, mate, I've just got to
ask you a couple of questions.

Um...
Shoot.

Wednesday evening
Hugh Lang gave you a call.

Did he?

Yeah.

Do you remember
what you talked about?

Ah... Uh...

Oh.

He was running low on insulin.

Yes, I said I'd have some
ready for him, but, um...

..yeah, he never came in.

Did he seem upset at all?

Well...it was a quick call, so...

Didn't mention
going to meet anyone or...

(PUFFS) I don't think so. No.

OK.

Thanks.
Yep.

Hey, um...Connor...

..Ivy...

..how is she going? Is she...

Is she doing a good job? Is she...

You know what?

She's great.

You should be really proud of her.

Yeah, I am.

Thanks, mate.
Yeah.

(KNOCKS)

SALIM: Stay away from her.

I'm not leaving until I see Laila.

You think you can do
whatever you like?

You think you can get away with...

What?
LAILA: Salim.

Is it true?

We're having a baby?

No.

We need to go out to the meatworks.

What? Why? What's happened?

Just got this anonymous text.

(READS) "Check the meatworks locker.
You will find the knife."

The knife as in the knife
used to kill Hugh Lang?

Well, I'd assume so.
Who sent it?

No idea. We can trace it later.

It's probably a prank.

Are you willing to risk it?

No.

KEVIN: OK. How are we looking?
Are we ready?

They'll be here in a minute.
Yeah.

The place looks as good
as it's ever going to look, really.

Great.

Um...
That's fine.

No, I'll just...
Great.

OK.
Yeah.

We good?
Yeah.

OK.

You'll just have to work your magic
on them.

OK.

Good.
Mm.

OK. Um... This looks great.

Yep.
You look great. You're wonderful.

OK.
You do too, you look great.

Thank you.

Alrighty, I'll see you in a sec!

I guess...I thought
if I didn't have to tell anyone,

then it wouldn't have to be real.

I would have taken you.

You didn't have to ask Hugh Lang.

You didn't think about keeping it?

Why not?

After everything we did
to come here...

I want to go to university.

I want to be an engineer.

I don't want to be stuck
in this town for the rest of my life.

Stuck here with ME you mean.

Is that why
you wanted to keep us a secret?

Not 'cause of what Salim
and your sister would think, but...

..I don't know...

..you didn't think
I was good enough?

No.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

(SHEEP BLEAT)

Oi, careful.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

I'm taking care of it.

Hey, guys!

Nice to see you, Hank.

Mr Pattison, good to see you.

Thanks for coming out.
No worries.

We're looking forward to seeing
the meatworks on operation today.

Oh, great!

Bryan!

Well, Chandra's put on a spread...

Who are these jokers?
Probably the guys buying the place.

What?

(SOFTLY) Shit.

Um...

As I'm sure you're aware,

synergy with the local community
is at the forefront of our brand.

Yeah, absolutely. Yep.

Yeah, I know exactly what you mean.

It's just, um...the announcement
has to be handled carefully.

Mm.

People around here
aren't great with change.

They'll be worried
they'll lose their jobs.

And we're happy to leave all of that
in your capable hands.

Yeah. Sounds good.

Yeah. Great. Yeah. Yep.

Perfect.
Good. Yeah.

Right now our capacity
is at 1,000 sheep per day,

um...but we are also set up
for cattle,

so, with a few upgrades,
you could, um...

..you could easily
double our numbers, um...easily.

Could you, um...
you give me a second?

Thank you. Um... I won't be long.

(QUIETLY) What are you doing here?

We need to search the locker rooms.
Men's and women's.

Why?

We'll be in and out. You don't
have to shut anything down.

Um...

(MACHINERY BUZZES)

Uh... Could you come back
in an hour?

It's got to be now.

Sorry.
It's got to be now, does it?

Yep.
Absolutely not.

Don't be stupid.
I'm not being stupid, Bill.

I know my rights. You need a search
warrant, and...and that's it.

Hey...

..we can do this now on the quiet

or I can call this in
as a crime scene

and cover the whole place
in police tape.

Fine.

Well, can you make it quick?
Yes.

Good.

Sorry about that.
Do you want to carry on?

Good.

Well, just follow me this way
and we'll go upstairs.

Big night?
(GROANS)

That obvious, huh?

I might not have won the meat raffle
last night,

but I won the meat raffle
last night, if you know what I mean.

I did the walk of shame
over here this morning.

Had to have a power nap
on the bench.

You know I called it on day one?

You and Joel.

I wouldn't kick him out of bed
meself.

(SNICKERS)

(RACHEL SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
ON APPROACH)

RACHEL: Police!

Ladies, I need you to step away
from the lockers.

Nothing more goes in or out.

I'm searching these lockers

as part of an ongoing
police homicide investigation.

What if we say no?

Well, Kevin's already given us
the go-ahead.

And, technically,
the meatworks own the lockers, so...

It's my private shit.

I've done nothing illegal.

Look, if you say no now,

we'll seal these lockers, we'll
come back with a search warrant.

You do that, then.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Right now
I'm only looking for one thing.

Anything else you might have in your
lockers is of no interest to me.

But if I have to come back,

oh, God, if I have to do
all that boring paperwork,

you have no idea how hard I'll
come down on anything else I find.

Thank you.

You can go.

Ladies, go back to your lockers.

This yours?

For what it's worth,

Bill and I
don't work the same way anymore.

You get a fair deal from me.

Is that what this is?

Look, I know I came down hard on you
when I first got here,

but I want you to know
you can trust me.

OK, then.

Why are you searching the lockers?

Why now?

I can't disclose that information.

Someone told you to?

Hugh Lang meant a lot to you.

Didn't he?

A long time ago.

Still, I know you'd want us
to find his killer.

You know the best way to do that
is by telling me the truth.

You're on thin ice.

You understand that, don't you?

You put a foot wrong,
you go straight back to prison.

(SCOFFS)

Yeah, some fair deal this is so far.

Can I go now?

Yeah, you can go.

Alright, what have we got here?

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

DALE: (CHUCKLES) What do you reckon?

Steak and kidney pie
at the pub later? (LAUGHS)

This is the mutton floor.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Joel! Where's Nick?

He's supposed
to be wetting down the floors.

What's with the guided tour?

What?

(LOUDLY)
What's with the guided tour?

Um...

They're investors.

Yeah, we're getting
some new machinery

to help you guys work a bit faster.

Investors?
Yeah.

Yeah, alright.

Salim, this wouldn't
have anything to do

with the sale of the meatworks, eh?!
Hey! Less talk, more work!

Thank you!

(RETCHES)

Better an empty house
than a bad tenant.

Oi, what's going on?

(GASPS)

Sorry.

Just...go home.

OK? Take the day off.

Go on.

Sorry about that, guys. Um...
That usually doesn't happen.

Anything?

Eh-heh, they weren't
too happy about it.

Huh.

They had a few joints
and a bucket bong was the sum total.

Right.

You were right.

It was probably a prank.

(PUFFS)

How would we even know
it's the right knife, anyway?

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

You're obviously in pain.

You don't need
to go back to work yet.

Do you think Kevin will hold my job?

Yeah, but you've got some time
up your sleeve on the visa, right?

If I'm not working again soon
I won't qualify.

Fuck it.
Why don't we get married then?

(LAUGHS)

Can you imagine?

Yeah. Nah. It's pretty funny.

(CHUCKLES)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

What are the cops doing here?

What, you didn't set that up for me?

No. You're off your nut again.

Are you Laila?

What, and you're OK?

Who are you?

Of course she's OK.
What the hell is your problem?

Yeah. On your bike.

I'm getting Laila her old job back,
so, you can just stay gone.

(SIGHS) Shit.

Are you good?

I can't do this today.

Can we go?
Yeah.

I told you it was too soon.
Don't worry. I'll talk to Kevin.

(WATER LAPS, DUCKS QUACK)

(REMEMBERS LAUGHTER)

You think you know everything,
but you don't.

What?

You would totally die
if you knew what I'd done.

What did you do?

Don't you mean...

..who?

(LAUGHS)

Wait. Wait, what do you mean?!

(CRIES) I didn't mean to kill her.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SIGHS)

Shit.

(WATER LAPS, DUCKS QUACK)

(STUDENTS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

Hey, Mr Englert, isn't that...

Oh.

Yeah.

You lot go and warm up, OK? Go on.

Still teaching PE, I see.

And English.
Keeps me in touch with the kids.

Hang on.

Um...

I've been thinking...

..about what you said yesterday.
Yeah, look...

..I was a kid with a crush, OK?
It doesn't matter.

I shouldn't have reacted
the way I did.

Do you think we could
get together tonight and talk?

I can't. Sorry.

Do you think they're on together?

Gross. He's so old.

Oi, anyone want this?

I've got these ones too.

Oh, just let me know
if you need more, yeah?

Thank you so much for taking that.
I just...

..couldn't face
having to hang it all back up again.

Anything to help. You know that.

Yes. Thank you so much.

(CAR APPROACHES)

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC
PLAYS ON CAR STEREO)

Who's that?

Want me to stick around?

No.

I'll be alright.

Nick and I
were going out to parties.

We were drinking, flirting,
having fun.

It was nothing serious.

So, when I found out
I was pregnant...

..I knew I couldn't keep it.

I couldn't tell my sister.
You know how she is.

She's very old-fashioned.

And she's still grieving
the loss of her son.

So, I had no-one to turn to.

So, I asked Hugh to help me.

Hugh is...

He...

He WAS very kind.

I know you've been hearing rumours,
but all of them are not true.

I can promise you.

Nothing ever happened between us.

Oh...

I've been thinking
such terrible thoughts about Hugh.

(SIGHS)

He's my husband.
He should have told me the truth.

He...thought you wouldn't understand.

I certainly don't believe
ending a pregnancy

is something
that anyone should do lightly.

It's not for us to say...

That must have been
very difficult for you.

You know, Hugh said
that you have a very good heart,

sometimes it's easier for you
not to know.

(DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

If you're done with the boxes,
I can load the car up.

Oh, yes. They're in the bedroom.

I should get going.

I just want to say thank you.

I'll pay you back for the operation,
the hospital stay, all of it,

as soon as I can.

No, I... You don't have to do that.

I don't think Hugh
would have wanted you to do that.

And I don't want you to do that.

Thank you, Colleen.

Thanks very much.

I was thinking, tonight...

..um...

..if you'd like, we could...

..we could invite your friend Ranil
to dinner.

Your boyfriend.

Are you sure?
Yes.

We should have done it
a long time ago,

when your father was still...

That's OK.

(CHUCKLES) That's OK.

I'm so sorry.

It seems like
the text came from the phone booth

outside the op shop
in the main street.

It could have been anyone.

Well, still worth tracking down,
anyway, in case it wasn't just kids.

Well, I'll see what I can do, but
seeing we didn't find anything...

Hallelujah!

Finally identified the knife.

OK, five-inch blade,
one straight edge.

Most likely a skinning knife.

Ohh, great.

What?

Well, half the town would have one
of them. I got two of them myself.

Oh.

Maybe, but...

..Coroner found this fragment
embedded in Hugh Lang's sternum.

So, the knife we're looking for
is missing a tip.

It's a knife. It could be anyone's.

Why would someone
put a random knife in my locker

and then call the police?

(QUIETLY) Keep your voice down.
Ocean's asleep.

(SIGHS) Look, Rachel was there,
so I took it.

But what if it's actually...
the knife?

Most likely it's Adam or Nick
or someone messing with your head.

You are an easy target.

Either way,
I've got to take it to the police.

I can't keep lying.

You've already lied. I'VE lied.
It's done.

Get rid of it.

I could be throwing out evidence.

OK? Evidence
that could put me in the clear.

Terry is due home here any minute.

I do not want
HIM getting involved in this.

Do you have any idea
how hard HE has worked

to get HIS life back on track?

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Answer that.

Bill!

Realised this morning that we're
overdue for a random inspection.

Now?

Not a good time?

Ocean's having a nap.

(QUIETLY) I'll keep the noise
down to a minimum.

Terry's not here?

Still doing the mail.

You left the meatworks
in a hurry this morning.

Yeah. I was sick.

Kevin gave me the day off.

Oh, that doesn't sound like Kevin.

Must be going soft.

At least you didn't injure yourself.

You're lucky.

A lot of thumbs lost in that place.

Are you looking for something?

Drugs. Weapons.

Illicit substances of any kind.

The usual.

Your bedroom?

This way?

Mm.

Afternoon, Lynne.

Bill!

Give me a minute
and I'll get some coffee on.

Oh...

Sounds good.

TERRY: (IN HOUSE) Hello?

OCEAN: Daddy!

Oh! Hey there, munchkin!
Hey! Your hair needs a brush!

What's going on?

Ocean, you're awake!
You want some hot chocolate?

Uh... Look...
another time for that coffee, OK?

Sure.

Something's going on.

Ocean, do you want to make
afternoon tea with Daddy?

You hungry?

OK.

Get it out of here. I mean it. Now.

Dale was at the meatworks early.

She might have seen
who put it in my locker.

OK, I'll take it.
Wha... Wha...

I'll sort it out.
How?

I'll take it to the police.

I'll tell them I found it
on the side of the road.

Then at least
they've got the evidence

and your name stays out of it.

You aren't the only one
making up for past mistakes.

(INDISTINCT POLICE-RADIO CHATTER)

(INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(WATER LAPS)

What you have to remember is that
there is a lot more opportunity

to make a lot more money, right?

Especially when it comes
to the available property

around the building.

And, if you wanted to, you could
build out on the west side.

Why didn't you do that yourself?

Well, um...

..my...my first marriage ended
and I, uh...

..I borrowed some money and, um...

..well, I spent it far too quickly
and...

Hello, hello!

Max Englert -
the Mayor of Savage River.

Are you gonna introduce me
to your guests, Kevin?

Yeah. Yeah. This is Hank Bailey and
Bryan Thomas from Industrial Meats.

Meet our illustrious mayor.

Will you be joining us
at the town hall tonight?

Oh, mate, I don't think they need
to hear you and Deb trading insults.

Well, long as you know
that I am the future of this town.

And...so, I believe, are you.

Cheers, Max.

Our arrangement -

it's finished.

Suit yourself.

And you will leave Laila alone.

You don't... You don't have to
believe it, but I'd marry Laila

if she'd have me.

You asked her to marry you?

Didn't have to.

She wouldn't have me.

There's a meeting in the canteen.
See ya there.

DEBORAH: Do you have
your immigration card there?

Thanks, Sujan.

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

OK, that's that.

And you've renewed
your bridging visa, yeah?

Any word on my application?

Not yet.

But let's not lose hope.

For now you have a job

and a safe place to stay.

There are rumours the meatworks
is being sold. I might lose my job.

They'll send us all back
to Sri Lanka.

Don't believe the rumours, Sujan.
That's not official.

MAX: Well, I'd love to get this
Miki Anderson thing closed down.

Get her arrested and charged.

People need some closure
on this Hugh Lang thing.

I'd love to announce it tonight,
is all I'm saying.

Really take the wind
out of Deborah's sails.

BILL: But it's not just me.

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
And Rachel, surely.

I want Miki arrested
as much as you do,

but my hands are tied.

I mean, without any real evidence
what can you do?

Good evening, Savage River.

It's great to see you all here.

Tonight is about
hearing your concerns

and outlining my vision

for the future of Savage River.

You look nervous.

Thanks.
That's a helpful thing to say.

Oh, you've got nothing
to be nervous about.

You have done so much good
in this town...

Mm.
..helping the refugees.

Yeah, well, sadly, they can't vote.

Is Tim not home yet?

No.

You know...I'm worried about him.

All this acting out.

As much as I like Ivy,
Kevin let's her run wild.

Tim just follows her lead.

Do you think...

..they're a couple?

Who knows these days?

You know, the sooner
that we start this adoption process

the better it is for Tim.

I'm way ahead of ya.

I...

I thought you weren't sure.

I'm sure.

We can tell him whenever you want.

Oh!

Ohh!

Mwah!

OK.

Well, let's get tonight
out of the way first.

OK.

You're gonna be great.
Yeah, I'm gonna be great.

(SOFT POP MUSIC PLAYS)

What...do you think?
Do I look older?

Get your hand off it!
Shut up!

Are you really wearing that tonight?

No! As if. Chandra would kill me.

It's, um...

It's for a date.

With who?

Do I look 18?

Yeah.
Or older?

Um...

Maybe older. Depends.

Don't you love the colour, though?

Hey, this town meeting tonight -
is everyone gonna be there?

Much as I'd love
to give it a miss myself.

Tell Max we need the floor
for the first 10 minutes or so.

Because, if that knife's
in the river, then it's gone,

but if it isn't,
if anybody's seen it

or they've seen literally
anything else we can go on,

we can ask them all at once.

Max won't like it.

Max doesn't get a say.

JOEL: If Kevin sells the meatworks,
all our jobs are at risk.

My cousin worked in a cannery
in Tassie.

The place was bought up
by conglomerate.

They fired everyone

and hired half of them back
for twice the work and less pay.

Kevin says they're investing.

There could be MORE work.

Kevin's full of shit.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm glad to see you looking better,
but shift's over.

Um...

This morning in the locker room -
was anyone in there?

Oh, I don't know. Why?

No-one hanging around?

Wasn't exactly at me best
this morning, sweetheart.

You were on form, I reckon.

Singing at the top of your lungs.

Was I?
Not a tune I could pick out.

Something about a meat raffle.

(CHUCKLES)
You were early too?

Got here just before Adam put
the first delivery of sheep in.

Adam?

Round about 6:00.

See you at the pub.

COLLEEN: I've only been reheating

because everyone's
brought over so much food.

I don't think we can eat all this.

I've overdone it, haven't I?

Thank you, Colleen.
This is all so delicious.

I think it's really lovely
to have people at the table again.

So, I think we could probably
go to the town hall and...

..we could all sit together.

I don't think that's a good idea.

People are worked up
about the meatworks sale.

Yeah, it might get ugly.

I don't know what the big deal
is all about.

Most of the refugees working there
need jobs to keep their visas.

And who knows
what these new owners will do?

If they shut down for six months to
upgrade, they'll all have to leave.

(GASPS)

Ohh!

And that's you too.

No, no, no.
I'm a permanent resident.

Oh, are you?
Mm.

Oh!

Oh, I might get the salad.

You two make a start.

I don't think she's OK with this.

She's trying.

She doesn't have to.

Eat with us.

Please.

Oh. You're here.

Yeah.

Terry's heading to the town hall
along with everyone else,

so Ocean and I
are gonna order some pizza.

Um...

Did you go to the station yet
or do you still have it?

No, that didn't actually pan out,

so, it's still in my bag.

(OCEAN SINGS IN OTHER ROOM)

(CALLS OUT)
Ocean, turn the water off!

Come on! It's time to get out!

Too cold! I need hot water!

What are YOU gonna do with that?

It was Adam. He's setting me up.

I'm gonna go sort him out.

Not like that!

I'm gonna talk to him.

Miki, can't you just leave it?

I think it's a bit late for that.

(BIRD SQUAWKS)

(WATER LAPS)

I don't see
why you have to do this HERE.

Tonight's about me!

It's about the mayorship.

That's what I mean. I'm the mayor!

Oh. Not for much longer.

(LAUGHS) Yeah.
No, that's fantastic news.

Yes. No.

OK, great. Yeah, um...
I'll see you then.

OK, bye.

And that was the buyers.

Yeah?
The sale's a go.

What?
I know. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ohh! Such a relief!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Oh, here we go.
It's like a bloody...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Deborah's speech is really good.

Yeah.

If only that made the difference.

(HUSHED CHATTER)

(QUIETLY) It's great. It's great.
It's such a relief.

This is an opportunity
for us to talk to the whole town.

I'm happy for you to speak.

Fine. Far be it
for me to stand in the way.

But I'll do the introductions.

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING, JEERING)

Welcome, everybody!

Great to see such a strong turnout
here this evening.

Are you letting Kevin
sell the meatworks?

(CROWD WHOOPS)
NICK: Save our jobs!

(OVERLAPPING EXCLAMATIONS)

(CROWD CALLS OUT LOUDER)

Show who's mayor!
Who's gonna save our jobs?!

(OVERLAPPING EXCLAMATIONS)

Before we get to...

Did you...

Did you tell Terry?

I'm sorry.

Stand up, Kev.

Gutless bastard.
DALE: Yeah, come on, Kev!

(CROWD EXCLAIMS)

(STAMPS FOOT)

Selling us out and pissing off
is low, even for you, Kev.

We all heard you, but this
isn't the time or the place!

What about our jobs?!
What's more important that our jobs?!

Look at his bloody sign!
Let's just calm down, shall we?

What are we supposed to do?

(CLAMOUR CONTINUES)

I wouldn't have thought
this would be up your street.

It's not.

Me either.

Do you wanna go in?

Not really.

OK.

(CROWD CALLS OUT ANGRILY)

MAX: Calm...

Come on!
Why? Why?

(YELLING CONTINUES)

(YELLS) That's enough!

(CROWD HUSHES)

The police are here.

So, let's just keep it down.

They've got something to say
about the murder of Hugh Lang.

So, I suggest
we just sit down and listen.

Right, I'm handing over
to Detective Sergeant Kennedy.

RACHEL: Thanks, Max.

Evening, everybody.

Sorry to hijack proceedings
for a couple of minutes,

but I need your help,

so, I'll get straight to it.

We are looking for a knife
used in the murder of Hugh Lang.

It's a five-inch blade
with one straight edge.

A skinning knife. Tip's broken off.

Now, if you've seen this knife

or you know anything
about the whereabouts of this knife,

I need to hear about it.

Miki...

What do you...

I have the knife.
What?

You're fuckin' dead!
What?

No, I have it
because someone put it in my locker.

Whoever killed Hugh is setting me up.

(CROWD GASPS)

Adam! Whoa! Whoa!

Adam, Adam...
Wait, wait, where are you going?

Oi!

Whoa!
Jesus!

Bill! Out the back door!

Leave her!
Get out the back door.

Out the back...
Bill, get her out the back way!

Hold him back!
Get off me!

You fucking killer!
Settle down!

You psycho! You're dead, you bitch!

Miki!

Miki.

Why, Miki?

Terry, I'm sorry.

I can't do this.

Are you alright?

Time to go, I think.

(FIREWORKS WHISTLE, WHIZZ)

Two phone calls.

Well, I have to tell... Mum, I...
LYNNE: For god's sake!

Don't do anything more stupid
than you've already done.

DEBORAH: You don't have a witness.
You don't have a motive.

You stay away from me.

Oh, what? You thought
you'd just dump her on me?

We're not dumping her on anyone!

You're fired.

He had a fight with Hugh Lang

a couple of days
before he turned up dead.

I never told anyone the truth.

I protected you.

Who's got the biggest secret?

That night

he was putting something
inside Hugh's car.

Something big.

DEBORAH: Where was he killed?

At the meatworks.

And how do YOU know that?

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