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What have we got?

Body in the boot.

Who opened it?

The towie. He's part of the
"Make Highborough Beautiful" team.

Dragging old car bodies
out of the river.

Wanted to see what he found.
And he couldn't tell?

Looks like Pathology got the
early-bird call too. Morning, Hamish.

Detectives. Nice day for it.

Ohh! Something in there just moved.

One of these guys.
The river's crawling with them.

Yabbies. Hungry little beggars.

Better get him back
to the morgue, mate,

before they make a meal of him.

Ohhh!

I think they already have.

Victim's male Caucasian,
mid to late 20s.

How long was he down there?
Three, four months.

I've only done the preliminary
so far.

There's a few things might be useful
to you blokes.

Careful - they can
give you a nasty nip.

No wallet, no ID. Just this.

Any inscription?

"Scooter, Love you forever, Possum."

This from his
inside jacket pocket.

Bar code?
There's something.

It's worn off. There's a few
numbers there. Might help.

There's a single gunshot wound
to the back of the head.

The bullet flattened
on entering the skull.

I'll get this off to Ballistics.
Thanks, Hamish.

Yabbies made a bit of a meal of him,

particularly the eyes, lips
and genital area.

Nothing on the body to identify him
and nothing in his pockets,

just the Possum loves Scooter watch.

What's wrong with getting your name,
address and next of kin engraved?

Was the watch expensive?
Not especially.

And not unusual enough to trace,
either.

The key card's more likely
to yield a hit.

Got something like that
at my video store.

Yeah, that's what I was thinking -
video joint, gym.

Partial Bar code.
Yeah, most of the ink's dissolved.

But the techs are playing with it to see if
they can recover something useful.

Cause of death?
Gunshot.

Execution style.
Anything from Ballistics?

The bullet was flattened,
so it could take some time.

Why dump the vehicle there?

That part of the river the locals
refer to as the graveyard.

So many wrecks on the bottom,
no-one's gonna notice one more.

Is it his car?
No.

Reported stolen three months ago.

Owner is a kindergarten teacher
in Preston.

We're gonna talk to her.
Got something from the key tags.

Video store?
Gym membership.

Jacob Dennis.

The gym gave us the name
of his next of kin.

De facto - Aleisha Groves.

Buchanan, you and Freeman
can do the death-knock.

First thing in the morning.
Ma'am.

Joyner, I'd like a word
in my office, please.

Yes, ma'am.

How's things going?
Ah, yeah, fine.

No problems, life's good.
Mm-hm.

Come in.

I've been going through
some paperwork.

Ah, everyone's favourite part
of the job.

Sit down. But an important part,
wouldn't you agree?

Yes, ma'am.

Things would fall apart
pretty quickly around here

if we ignored paperwork.

Yeah, absolutely, it's vital.

In fact, I've got a pile on my desk l
plan to work through before I leave.

You're probably aware

that I'm responsible for signing off
on the log from the gun safe.

Yes, ma'am.

There's an anomaly.

Ah.

You obviously know
what I'm talking about.

You didn't hand in your gun
when you went on holiday.

No, ma'am. Uh...

I forgot.

Forgot?

Yeah, and then by the time I realised,
I had a plane to catch

and I was in a rush and...
I left the gun at my apartment.

Well-secured.

A police-issue weapon
is only well-secured

when it is locked away in the
official gun safe, you know that.

Yeah, ma'am, I know, I know.
And I should have made the time.

But it was locked away.

I have to write this up.
I can't ignore it.

Yeah, ma'am, I understand.
And, Look, I am sorry, it was stupid.

Is there anything else
we need to discuss?

No, ma'am.

Alright. Just making you aware
of the situation, that's all.

Thank you, ma'am.

He broke my heart.

When?

Three months ago.

You think you know a person,

then you realise you know nothing.

Another woman?

We'd been together for four years.

We were talking about marriage,

buying a house, kids.

Well, I was, anyway.

I was planning our future.

He was obviously planning
his exit strategy.

When did you find out?
When she called the house.

Three times.
Always asking for Scooter.

And you're Possum?

Engraved on his watch.

Our private thing, you know?
She wasn't even trying to be subtle.

I hated her.

And when you asked Jacob?

He denied everything.

Then two days after
the third phone call,

I came home,
all his things were gone.

Did he leave a note?
An email.

Telling me
he had to follow his heart.

Do you still have that email?
No. I deleted it straightaway.

I was so angry.
Then I had this terrible thought.

When I checked our joint
bank account, it was empty.

Do you know the woman's name?
No.

No, she never told me.

I know I shouldn't feel this way,

but part of me wants to think
that she killed him.

Isn't that awful?

Well, if she did kill him,
things went sour pretty fast.

We believe that Jacob's been dead
for at least three months.

But that means... Are you saying
Jacob's been dead all this time?

We're not sure, Miss Groves.
It's possible.

Can you imagine what
I've been thinking about him?

What I've wished would happen to him?

Did Jacob have a job?

With Highborough Council.

Did he have any enemies?
Anyone that might wish him harm?

Apart from you?
What?

No. I didn't do it.
I swear. I...

I even hired a private investigator
to find him.

Name is?
Paul Vandenburg.

I've got his card here somewhere.

Old socks.

Hmm.

Paul Vandenburg?

Yeah.

In the flesh.
How can I help you?

Detectives Freeman and Buchanan.
Ahh.

Take a seat.

Here.

I was in the game myself
for 20 years.

Stress got to me.
Ah.

So, what can I do you for?

Jacob Dennis, Mr Vandenburg.

Ahh, missing person.

Not anymore.
Homicide.

You're kidding me!

Why would anyone want to
whack Jacob Dennis?

We were hoping
you might be able to tell us.

I'd love to, but there is a little
thing called client confidentiality.

Aleisha Groves gave us your name.

She's keen to clear hers,

so she's got no problems
with you being candid.

You can call her if you like.

Nah.

I'll take a risk.

Not a whole lot to tell, though.

I'll get her file.

Ahh.

Not exactly a telephone book.

Right.

Uh, well, Jacob took off about
three months ago with all their money

and a brand-new babe.

Got a name for the new girlfriend?
No.

Did all the usual checks
at the time. Uh...

Spoke to his workmates
and come up with a big, fat zero.

Doesn't look like you went through
a hell of a lot of shoe leather.

Well, take a look around.
I'm a one-man shop here.

Most of my cases are insurance jobs.

It's a bugger trying to find anyone
who doesn't want to be found.

So I gave it two weeks.

What did you tell Aleisha Groves?

Exactly that. I advised her
not to throw good money after bad.

I felt sorry for the kid.

Told her Jacob was a dickhead
and she's better off without him.

Did you uncover anyone
with a grudge against him?

Someone you thought was a bit suss?

Anyone make my cop radar go bing?

Nah, sorry.

If you think of anything...
You'll be the first to know.

Stay safe, boys.

You too.

His cop radar wouldn't go bing
if you put 50,000 volts through it.

Jacob Dennis worked

for Environmental
and Community Management.

And this is a vibrant,
growing community.

Lots of people are attracted
to Highborough

because of the lifestyle we offer.

The council's job is to look after
the needs of those people.

So his job was to...
Mainly clerical.

He worked here for how long?

Off the top of my head, I don't know.

His girlfriend said
he'd been here six years.

Yeah, that's possible.

And he just left without any notice?
No-one thought that was strange?

Well, I'm sure they did.

From memory, there was some
watercooler gossip, you know.

Has Jacob landed himself
in some sort of trouble?

You could say that, Mr Berry.
He's been murdered.

Wh...

Oh, my God. That's...

We retrieved his body
from the Highborough reserve

during the clean-up yesterday.

I heard there was a police situation
up there.

But I thought it was a stolen car.

We'd like to speak
to his other workmates,

get access to his files,
his staff emails, telephone records.

Y es, of course.
Anything we can do to help.

Oh, Senior Sergeant?
Ma'am.

Can I have a word in my office?
Sure.

What can I do for you?

I have to write a report

on why a detective failed to hand in
his weapon when he went on holiday.

Do I know this detective?

Simon Joyner.

Are you aware that I've had dealings
with him in the past?

I am.

Senior Sergeant,
I need to satisfy my superiors

that there are no ongoing
psychological issues

with Detective Joyner.

OK, let me talk to him.
Is there a deadline?

Well, ASAP,
but it's not an official evaluation.

OK.

Jacob Dennis's workmates
reckon he was a decent guy, ma'am.

If he was having an affair,
no-one knew about it.

A couple of the girls said
that he was devoted to Aleisha.

Email and phone records?

All his emails were erased
when his computer was reallocated.

It's downstairs. Techies are seeing
what they can get off the hard drive.

How'd you go with the P.I.?

Paul Vandenburg's an ex-cop.
He handed in his badge four years ago.

Do we know why?
The usual story.

He took early retirement
due to stress.

He reckons he only worked the case
for two weeks.

That doesn't make sense.

Jacob Dennis's workmates said
that Vandenburg was sniffing around

the council offices last week.

Sniffing around for what?
What we just picked up.

Jacob Dennis's old files
and computer records.

Apparently Vandenburg was annoying
and persistent.

The squeaky wheel approach.

Did he have any luck?
Not that we know of.

Alright, go back to Vandenburg
and find out why he lied to you.

Chinese.

Hmm.

Shots fired at 1 9B Calder Street,
Brunswick, first floor.

Detectives Buchanan and Freeman
responding. Requesting back-up.

Vandenburg! It's the police!

Clear!

Clear.

Call an ambulance!

Ambulance.

He's dead.

We heard two gunshots
coming up the stairs.

One from Vandenburg,
the other from the shooter.

Vandenburg missed and his bullet
went in the wall over there.

He should have spent more time
at the range.

Yeah.
Shooter went out that window?

I got a quick look at him
as he took off.

Enough to ID him?

Nothing that would stand up
in court.

Just the back of his head.
But I saw him for a nanosecond.

Well, he was looking for something.

Looks like Vandenburg came back in
with his lunch and interrupted him.

And he was wearing a gun.
Must have been expecting trouble.

Most of his cases
were insurance jobs.

Disgruntled compo case?

Who could climb out a window
and run like a rabbit?

Hmm. So maybe the shooter
found what he was looking for.

Maybe he didn't and it's still here.

Well,client confidentiality
is still an issue,

so we'd have to get
a warrant for his files

before Crime Scene comes in
and takes this place apart.

Hey, Simon.

You all done for the day?
Uh, yeah, I am. Been a busy one.

I heard you just got
back from holidays.

Yeah, that's right.
Anywhere exotic?

Uh, Thailand.
Oh! Lucky you!

What part?
Bangkok.

And?
And?

Well, no-one just stays in Bangkok

if they can help it.

And Phuket.
Oh, I love Phuket!

All those beautiful beaches

and those weird little
hairy fruit things.

I could just go back there tomorrow.

You must be feeling relaxed
and refreshed.

I feel like a new man.

Are you sleeping better?

Yep. Like a baby.

That's a funny expression, that.

Most babies don't sleep
very well at all.

CCTV footage from 1 1 cameras and
not one single frame of the shooter.

Yeah, I've got that -
Sierra, Lima, Whisky, 9-7-7.

Thank you for your call.
I'll be in touch.

Shop owner from up the street saw
our guy hop into a car and take off.

Why didn't we find
that out yesterday?

She knocked off
before the uniforms arrived

and she didn't realise it was
a shooting until she saw the news.

Morning. Progress?
Maybe.

Can she make an ID?
No.

She only saw the back of his head,
but it looks like our guy.

He also clipped the wing mirror of
a parked car, so she got his rego.

I'm running it through the system now.

There's nothing
in Vandenburg's case files

that warrants anyone
putting a bullet in him.

That's why I'm going back
to his office.

Crime Scene tore that place apart.

But they were looking for bullets
and blood spatter,

not motive for murder,
and that's what we need.

Maybe we can find out what the shooter
was looking for.

Here it is - black beemer. Company
rego, Mendez Novak Constructions.

Reported stolen yesterday.
How convenient.

Alright, Let's go and see how
they feel about their company car

being involved in a murder.

G'day, gentlemen. Sergio Mendez.

Same name as the Brazilian singer
from the '60s.

Different spelling. Looking for
your own slice of investment heaven?

We're looking for the driver of
your company car, the black beemer.

And why would that be
of any interest to you?

Detectives Buchanan,
Freeman and Joyner.

We believe the driver of
that vehicle may be able to assist us

regarding an incident in Brunswick
yesterday morning.

Incident? What kind of incident?

My partner, Mr Novak,
usually drives the beemer.

Uh, yeah, it was stolen.

I reported it missing yesterday.
Have you found it?

Steve, these gentlemen
are detectives.

We'd like to talk to you about
the murder of Paul Vandenburg.

Who?
Murder?

Don't know any Paul Vandenburg.
Of course you don't.

What's this all about?

Come with us.
We can explain in more detail.

Just go, mate. It's got to
be some sort of misunderstanding.

Give me a call if you need me
for anything.

You do let him make a phone call,
don't you?

Something else, Detective?

Anything else you want to tell us
before I go?

No, we reported the car
to the police

as soon as we realised
it was stolen.

We're interested
in Mr Novak's whereabouts

between the hours of 1 0 and 1 2
yesterday morning.

He was right here with me.

I sent him out
to our plumbing suppliers

and he was back straightaway...
no car.

Right in front of our own office.

Mr Mendez, we believe Mr Novak,
your business partner,

drove to Brunswick where he shot
and killed this man.

I've never seen this man before
in my life.

A man matching Mr Novak's appearance
was seen leaving the murder scene.

That's impossible on two counts.

One, he was only gone
for a couple of seconds.

And two, he's like a brother to me.
I'd vouch for him anytime.

Where were you between the hours
of 1 0 and 1 2 yesterday morning?

Oh, you think I'm involved?
Just saying you're his alibi.

You're his business partner
and his close friend.

Of course you'd alibi him.
We're businessmen.

We're not criminals.

I didn't take the car
anywhere yesterday.

We have a witness
who saw you sideswipe another car

while you were leaving.

There's a simple explanation
for that.

Which is?
They're mistaken!

So why did you shoot
Paul Vandenburg?

I told you!
I don't know any Paul Vandenburg.

I've never heard of him.

A person matching your description
was seen running from his office.

It wasn't me.
I believe it was you.

Look, how can I be
in two places at once?

I was at the office
all day yesterday.

So can anyone confirm that?
My partner, Sergio Mendez.

Yeah, apart from Mr Mendez.

Our construction supervisor.

They'll both tell you I was
at the office all day yesterday.

Ever come across this man?

Who is he?
His name's Jacob Dennis.

His body was pulled from the reserve
in Highborough two days ago.

The bullet that killed him
was still in his skull.

Right now we're matching that bullet
with the one that killed Vandenburg.

If they match,
it's a double homicide.

You guys keep accusing me of
killing people I've never even met!

Look, I'm really sorry
they're dead, huh?

But you've got nothing on me.

I knew there had to be
something else here.

This is what the shooter
was looking for.

Why else would Vandenburg hide it
in a light fitting?

What is it?
It's a lab report of a soil sample.

Soil?
Mm-hm.

Dated two weeks ago.
Vandenburg's named as client.

"Summary soil sample analysis
compared to

"health-based investigation levels
for residential sites."

Soil from where?
Doesn't say.

And what's the highlighted part?

Chromium Six.

Guidelines are 1 00 parts
per million.

Sample analysed at 620 parts
per million.

What's Chromium Six?
I don't know.

But Vandenburg was killed
for this report.

And he didn't give it to Nick
and Duncan when he had the chance.

Why?
Maybe he was blackmailing someone.

Someone like a construction company?

Very possible.

Mendez Novak Construction
has a huge housing development

at Highborough Gardens.

We think Vandenburg
was killed

because he was blackmailing them
with this lab report.

It's evidence of contaminated land.

But we have two murders.
So who killed Jacob Dennis and why?

Well, Jacob Dennis
worked for the council.

If any land is polluted,
the council should know about it.

It looks like a cover-up that
Jacob Dennis was going to expose.

Can we back that up?

We checked this lab report against the
analysis of mud found on Jacob Dennis.

Specifically his shoes.

It's a match.
High levels of Chromium Six.

What does that mean, exactly?

Chromium Six, it's terrible stuff -
it's linked with respiratory illness,

birth defects and cancer,
especially in children.

And Chromium Six
was on Jacob Dennis's shoes.

Chromium Six is in the lab report
for the contaminated land.

Highborough Gardens is contaminated.

But that report doesn't say
where the soil came from?

Alright, I'll get a warrant.
We'll get our own soil samples.

I know it's Highborough Gardens.

Maybe right, but we need to prove it.

Get moving on the connection
between the council,

the construction company
and the two dead men.

I like your theory.
Just get me the proof.

Look, detectives, I told you
all I know about Jacob Dennis.

Oh, Sophie,could you get me
Jacob's personnel file, please?

It's not Jacob
we want to ask you about.

It's Highborough Gardens.
A project very dear to my heart.

Ask away.

Council approved
a massive development?

Yes. It'll be a new suburb,
it'll have its own postcode.

Even though it's being built
on contaminated land?

I think you might be misinformed,
Detective.

The council has nothing to hide,
you know.

Really? You didn't know
the land was contaminated?

Yes, of course the council knew
the site was contaminated.

It used to be a tannery.

Yet you went ahead and sold it
to Mendez and Novak anyway?

Y es, because we paid a fortune

to arrange a complete
and thorough clean-up.

I'd be happy to get you copies of
the most recent soil tests if you like.

But apart from that, I really
don't know what else I can say.

Did Jacob Dennis have anything to do
with the development?

Jacob? Oh, I don't think so.
It'd be very unusual if he did.

Oh, Soph,could you, uh, just also
check on Jacob's old records?

And bring me in all the contracts
of the Highborough Gardens clean-up.

Yes, Mr Berry.
Thanks.

Oh, Soph. Could you get me a cup
of green tea when you get a sec?

Sure.
Thanks.

Anything else I can help you with?

Of course he talked about
Highborough Gardens.

Was he working
on the project?

No, but he knew about it
through his work at the council.

We were thinking about
buying a townhouse there.

Our first home.

What?

It never happened.
Jacob kept stalling.

He said he needed
some questions answered.

What sort of questions?

He didn't say.

Did he ever mention
chromium contamination?

What? No.

Is that all? I really need
to get back to the office.

We just need to go over
those phone calls that you got.

I didn't imagine them.
They were real.

So there must have been
something going on.

So to help us narrow it down,

can you be more specific
about the times

that any of these calls were made
from the mystery woman?

The last one.

We were getting ready to go out
for dinner and Jacob was in the loo.

I told her to go away
and leave us alone.

And what did Jacob say
when you told him about the call?

I didn't tell him.
I didn't want to spoil things.

It was my birthday.

Jacob Dennis's phone records?

Still ploughing through them.

I've got a time and date of the
last call from the mystery woman.

Go crazy.
Thank you.

Si, we've been looking into
the backgrounds of Mendez and Novak.

Anything interesting?
Sergio Mendez was telling the truth.

He was a carpenter from Coburg.

However, he omitted
to mention his partner,

Steve Novak, was, on the other hand,

a hard man from the worst days
of the building game.

Yeah, no criminal record
but a history of being associated

with violent, disruptive action
at major building sites.

Yeah, Mendez is a front man
and Novak plays dirty.

So they're in deep?
This is a massive investment.

Nothing could get in the way,
not even chromium contamination.

Jacob would've known about
the clean-up through his work.

You'd want to be sure they did a proper
job if you're gonna live there.

He must've started poking around
and uncovered something.

He didn't mention anything
to his girlfriend.

My feeling is that
he only had suspicions

and he didn't want to alarm her
because this was their dream home.

Yeah, built on a toxic dump.
How romantic.

If it was properly decontaminated,
it would've been safe.

Don't destroy the dream
until you're sure.

Exactly.

And he probably believed
in the system

and expected them to be
decent and honest people.

The council spent just on a million
dollars cleaning up the site.

Do a half-arsed job, falsify the
paperwork and pocket the lion's share.

Bingo! I've got the number
of the mystery woman.

Highborough Council,
Mr Berry's office, Sophie speaking.

Thanks for coming in, Sophie.

I really don't see
how I can be of any help.

We want to tie up loose ends, that's all.

You said that. What loose ends?

Take a seat.

Am I in some sort of trouble?
That depends, Sophie.

On what? I haven't done anything.

Uh, you rang this number

on three separate occasions
asking for Scooter?

I don't know anything about that.

Sophie, Sophie, Sophie.

What? I don't.

This is your number
at Highborough Council, right?

Yes.

And you are the only one
that uses this number?

No. When I go to lunch,
anyone might use it.

Yeah, but the calls weren't made
at lunchtime, were they?

Doesn't look like it.

But I make heaps of calls
during the day. It's part of my job.

How many Scooters do you call?

Sophie...

We know you made the calls.

It really is in your
best interest to cooperate.

Who are you protecting?
No-one.

Sophie, a man is dead.

This isn't a game.
It's a murder investigation.

And you're in it...
up to your neck.

No!

We could have you charged with
being an accessory and lock you up.

Is that what you want?
No, please.

I don't know anything
about any murder.

I made the calls, OK?
OK.

OK, good.
Now, were you having an affair?

With this Scooter? No.
No, no, no, not with Scooter.

With someone else.
No.

Then why make the calls?

Look, it was just a joke.
A harmless joke.

I don't even know
who this Scooter is.

It was Jacob Dennis.

And Scooter's his nickname
that only his de facto uses.

Oh, my God.

Were you in any way connected

to the disappearance and murder
of Jacob Dennis?

I swear to you...I'm not. I don't
know anything about that. I swear.

Well, whose idea was the joke?

Sophie?

He told me that he loved me.

Alright, well, Let's implement
the stricter criteria

for events permits ASAP, alright?

We don't really want another
picnic in the park fiasco, do we?

Alright, uh, moving on.

Next is item seven -
parking meter revenue.

OK.

Excuse us, folks. Excuse us.

I'm sorry, detectives.

Robert Berry, you're under arrest
for conspiracy to murder Jacob Dennis.

What?
Stand up, please, sir.

Stand up!

Let go of me. You guys
are making a huge mistake.

No, we're not making a mistake.
Your girlfriend gave you up.

Walk this way. Excuse us.

Jacob Dennis came to you

worried about the Highborough
Gardens development.

He'd found some irregularities
with the soil clean-up.

He came to you
because he trusted you.

He thought you were an honest man.

You tried to convince him everything
was fine, but he wouldn't let it go.

So you offered him
a financial incentive

or a promotion to drop it.

But he wouldn't take it
because he wanted to be sure

that the home that he was planning
for his family wasn't contaminated.

He threatened to blow the whistle.

You couldn't buy him,
so you decided to get rid of him.

So you got Sophie Lloyd
to make a few joke calls

to his girlfriend, Aleisha Groves.

Nothing too complicated.
Just ask for Scooter.

You were going through
his private emails.

How are we doing?

Berry's lawyer's instructed him
to shut up.

We're doing all the talking so far.
Fat lot of good that'll do us.

You were setting up
his disappearance, Robert?

But you'd already told Mendez
and Novak there was a problem.

You knew they had more to lose
than you.

Everything they've got
is tied up in this development.

That's all fantasy.

Total unsubstantiated fantasy.

No, no, no, it's alright, Gordon.

Jacob Dennis never approached me

and I never gave any instructions
to Miss Lloyd about any phone calls.

Cocky bastard.

These local government pricks, they
think they're a law unto themselves.

Go the mongrel.

We're investigating
a double homicide, Mr Berry.

We're going through your bank
accounts, your credit card bills,

your phone records, your whole life!

And not just yours.

The company that did the clean-up,
Mendez and Novak, everyone.

We're very interested in that
beach house you've got in Lorne.

I don't own a beach house.
It's in your wife's name.

Built by Mendez
and Novak Construction.

Did you get a good price for that?

Or did you get mate's rates?

Bet your wife doesn't know about
your relationship with Sophie Lloyd.

- There is no relationship.
- No?

No.

Damn bastard's starting to sweat.

We need some hard proof,
though, mate.

..and employer.

They're not your shirts
in her wardrobe?

Or your toothbrush in her bathroom?

Ma'am.

Yes.

Good news, Bernice?

Excellent news.

She's got her hatchet face on.
That'll stir him up.

Mr Berry, I'm Detective
Superintendent Bernice Waverley.

I have here an analysis
of soil samples

taken from the Highborough Gardens
construction site yesterday.

As you can see,
the concentration of Chromium Six

is more than six times
the safe level.

So, there never was a clean-up.

Chromium Six is likely to cause
respiratory illness in adults,

birth defects and cancer in children.

That's what I call stirring.

And this is in line with the report

that Paul Vandenburg
had in his office.

A report which we believe
he was killed for.

I have nothing to do with that.

Mr Berry, I'm offering you
one opportunity to make a deal.

You tell us who shot Paul Vandenburg
and Jacob Dennis

and I will speak to the DPP
on your behalf.

If I knew anything
and if I was involved,

would cooperation mean
avoiding jail time?

I can't promise that.

Then I know nothing
about this matter.

Mr Berry...
No. No deal.

I've got some very powerful friends
in this town. I'll take my chances.

This report is already on its way
to the environmental authorities

who will close
the Highborough Gardens site

and they will launch
a full investigation.

Now, who do you think
that Mendez and Novak

are gonna hold responsible for that?

They are dangerous men, Mr Berry,
and you will be out on the street.

Are you ready for that?
Are we finished here?

How does Berry think
he'll get out of this?

Call in favours
from friends in high places.

One whiff of a murder investigation
and no-one will stand by him, ma'am.

I can't imagine it.

And Mendez and Novak
won't be impressed.

They'll think the heat on Berry
will end up on them.

Oh, I'm sure they'll want to have
a heart-to-heart with Mr Berry.

And since we don't know when or
where that meeting will take place,

we will keep Berry and Mendez
and Novak under surveillance.

So we're using Berry as bait
to catch the bigger fish.

Isn't that a bit of a risk?
For Berry, yes.

But we'll be watching the house
if the others make a move.

We don't have the proof we need
to arrest anyone for murder.

I want to lock these men up.

The dogs are onto Mendez and Novak.
Good.

Kingston, you and Mapplethorpe take
the first shift outside Berry's house.

Freeman and Ryan, take the next
watch. Then Joyner and Buchanan.

You've got your teams. Get to it.

White with one.
Thanks.

Thank you for giving me
a few minutes.

No worries. I've had to hang around
to do my surveillance shift, anyway.

So this is all
completely confidential.

Simon will not hear about it
from me.

If you feel you need to tell him,
that's up to you.

Well, we've all got Simon's
best interests at heart, right?

Yeah. So, Simon went
on holidays recently.

To Thailand, yeah.

Did you see any of his holiday snaps?
No.

Is that odd?
Not really.

You know that he didn't hand in
his gun before he went away?

Really?

Yeah. And we're worried that maybe
he's letting things get to him.

You know what I mean?

He was showing a bit of strain
before his break,

but he's been re-energised
now he's back.

Much improved.
Well, it's good that you noticed that.

As for the gun,
we all make mistakes.

Knowing Simon,
it would have been well-secured.

I'm sure.

Well...thanks for your time.

That's it?

Yeah. Painless, huh?

Well...

Thanks for the coffee.

See you!
Cheers.

I mean, he's my friend.
I trust him with my life.

That's why I wanted
to have this chat.

You know him better than I do.

I don't like having this
behind his back.

I understand. You're free to tell him.

Though from my experience,
it's not always the best call.

Experience?

What, being the key word?

Well, no offence. I know
you're a cop as well as a psych.

But even though you know what we do,
you don't really know what we do.

Homicide.

Every shift, every day.

I appreciate that.

Walk around in our shoes
and see if it doesn't affect you.

It does.

Sometimes it slowly builds up
and you don't see it coming.

Do you think that's
what happened to Simon?

He's been through a rough patch.
He admits that.

We all do, sometime.

I mean, his friends are the best
people to help him through this.

So do you think
that Simon needs help?

He's working. He's good.

He's the old Simon.

What he does need is
for everyone to get off his back

and just let him do his job.

OK.

Thank you for your time, Duncan.

No worries.

You're here late.

Makes two of us. What's your excuse?
Paperwork.

Hmm. Surveillance shift.

Oh, how is the case going?

We know who the killers are,
we know why they did it.

We don't have evidence to prove it.

Ah, evidence.
Mmm.

Want a cup of tea?
Ugh! No, I need a coffee.

You know, what sort of person
would knowingly and deliberately

build something that's going
to give people cancer?

What kind of person would do that?
You're the profiler. You tell me.

You know what? I would prefer not
to explore that psyche right now.

Fair enough.

Because when I think about
those poor people

not even knowing
they're living on a toxic waste

until their kid dies of cancer aged five,

it keeps me up at night.

You sure it's not the coffee?

It could be.

And it could be
that awful feeling you get

thinking the developers
are gonna win

and you're powerless
to do anything about it.

What a job, eh?
Why do we do it?

Claudia, when are you free next
to have a proper chat?

I'm free now.

Nick.

Nick.

Yeah, mate, I'm on my way.

Uh, I've got to go.

Can we talk tomorrow?
I'd love to.

Nick and I are out
for the rest of the night.

But I'll be back in late morning.

We'll talk then.
Yeah, great.

Claudia, um... I didn't
actually go to Thailand. I...

I just sat at home.

But my gun was safely locked away.

Hey.
Hey.

Anything happen?

You missed the wife and kid
leave for school.

Well, Jen and Allie should be here
soon for the next shift.

That's them.

We didn't get a heads-up.

Call for back-up.
Yeah.

Unit One requesting urgent back-up.

Hey, mate.
Back-up's on its way.

We can't wait.
No.

I'll go round the back.
Alright.

You were supposed
to have it all fixed!

You were too busy banging
your bloody secretary, weren't you?

You're gonna sign this, you prick.

Listen to me.
There's a way out of this. Please?

Shut up and sign it!
Oh, you're gonna sign this.

Council failed in its duty
to clean up the site.

We acted in good faith.
This is gonna go on you, not us.

We're gonna get all our money back
plus millions in damages.

Listen. Please...
Hey!

Shh, shh, shh.

Sign it
or I'll blow your brains out.

Police! Drop your weapon.

Police! Don't move, don't move!

You got nowhere to run, Sergio.
Give it up.

This is our get out of jail
free card. He signed it!

Yeah, with a gun in his mouth.

Stop or I will fire!

Your word against ours.

All we have to do is plant reasonable
doubt and we'll walk away.

Not gonna happen.
You wanna bet?

Put it down!

You got nothing. Only theories.
On the ground, do it...now!

This is the biggest game of
our lives and we're gonna win it.

It isn't a game.
There are lives at stake.

There are kids who could get cancer.
Oh, please!

Don't give me the sick little
kiddies line. Nobody can prove that.

Shut up. Put your hands on your head.

I'm going to walk away from here
and you are not gonna stop me.

I should really call my lawyer.
Shut up!

I said...put your hands on your head!

How much would it cost
to fix you up? 1 00 thou? 200?

Just name your price.

You bastard!

Simon!

You're not gonna shoot me, are you?

Simon!

Simon, are you OK?
Argh!

What happened?
Oh, the stupid guy had a go at me.

We struggled, he tried to get away,

he went over.

What was he trying to do?

I don't know.

Now he could be paralysed,

could have a broken neck.

Most he would have served
is 1 0 to 1 2 years.

Nuts.
He's an idiot.

Mendez and Novak came to me
with plans for the land.

But the place is polluted. No-one should
ever build there.

So the deal was that I would push
the clean-up through the council

if they cut me in on the profits
from the housing development,

which would have been fine, but,
well, Jacob Dennis became suspicious

and he started asking questions.

How did he become suspicious?

Well, the morons that we hired
to do the clean-up

completed the job in half the time
they originally quoted.

So their paperwork landed
on Jacob's desk.

That's what tipped him off that they
mightn't have done a thorough job.

Which they hadn't.

Well, most of the site was gonna be
covered by a concrete slab

which would have made it safe.

To remediate the whole site
was excessive.

But the council paid full price.
And you pocketed the difference.

Who decided to kill Jacob Dennis?

Mendez.

Who did the shooting?

Novak.

He was the hard bastard.

But you set up the disappearance.
And got Sophie to make the call.

You emptied his bank account.

And then you sent emails
to his girlfriend

saying that she'd been dumped.

You did all that, didn't you, Mr Berry??

Didn't you?!

Details.

Just...details. I'm good at details.

What about Vandenburg?

He was just a dog with a bone.

How did he find out
about the contamination?

Well, I don't know, mate.

Maybe he was just good at his job.

He was blackmailing
Novak and Mendez.

He...he was a moron too.

Who shot him?
Novak.

Listen, that's all I know.

We made a deal, right?
If I cooperate...

Oh, that was a one-time only offer.

You passed, remember?

Details.

We got Berry, we got them all.

Simon.

They want to see you upstairs.

Come in, Joyner.
Sir.

Ma'am.

Mr Mendez, the man you arrested...

..very seriously injured.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.
He seemed pretty bad out there.

He may never walk again.

Very sorry to hear that.
Are you?

Steve Novak claims you pushed
his mate over the balcony.

And you believe him?

He's downstairs claiming
to have witnessed it all.

Yeah, well,
he would, wouldn't he?

Painting the coppers as the bad guys
increases his chances of getting off.

You don't believe him?

Look, what we believe
doesn't hold any weight here.

Here's the problem in a nutshell.

You had a gun.

Mr Mendez didn't.

So how did he even get close enough
to go the wrestle?

Now his scumbag partner's screaming
lntent To Cause Serious Injury

to anyone who'll listen,
and they're lining up.

OK, I'm a cop.

And my word has got to be worth more
than some scumbag murderer!

You'd hope so. And no doubt
the investigation will find in your favour.

The investigation?!
What did you expect?

You'll be on full pay
pending the outcome.

I didn't do it! It was an accident
and it was his own bloody fault!

Then you've got nothing
to worry about.

Ma'am, with respect,
we all know that's not true.

Go talk to a lawyer.
A good one.

Sound advice, Joyner.

Go home.
Get everything clear in your head.

Ethical Standards will be in touch.

You'll be wanting this.

Joyner!

Your gun.

# Got a criminal record

# I can't cross state lines

# First on the bad list

# And you're last on mine

# Looking for a scapegoat

# Long past due

# Walking down the aisle

# Staring straight at you

# I still hear you screaming
"Where do I hide?"

# And now he asks
and I say, "Hurry inside." #