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As soon as Derry Fallon got here, he
would have had to get a new sim card.

If he's got Sinead and Ronan,
that's how we find them.

You know I need more,
Richter. Go back to basics.

Does Derry or any of the
family have a medical issue?

Have they been to a dentist?
Has he left a number...?

For fuck's sake, Walsh!

Derry could have those kids chained up to
a wall doing God knows what to them.

Those kids are running out of time.
- Remember who you're talking to now.

Listen, do the leg work. If you
don't get results, come back to me.

Aileen?

There's only one way out, Aileen.

♪ Once you stood like a totara tree

♪ Gently swaying in the breeze

♪ I hear the whispers in the air

♪ And I cry

♪ I feel my tipuna everywhere

♪ Even next to me

♪ Proud and tall, strong and
free... ♪ -

Wiki.
- Hey.

It's too early for all of this.
You know I can't let you see him, right?

They should be honouring this man,
not throwing him in a jail cell.

He needs those.

You all right?

I'll give you something to help.

Hey, hey.

You're gonna be fine, Christine.

What happened, Jarred?

You were able to hide the fact you were
using for a while, but only so long?

Buster found out.

You got your P from the Irish guy,
Ronan Garvey, is that right?

Buster made me tell
him where I got it.

Beat the shit out of Ronan.

Took his crack.

Ronan Garvey is missing...
him and his girlfriend.

What?

When?

Six days. Do you know anything
about what might have happened?

I've been in that fucking shed
for the last seven days, so...

She's asking if you
have any information.

Maybe you heard someone talking
about them, something like that?

Did Buster Huia say anything
about the Irish couple?

Buster? You think?

No.

Buster's a healer, not a killer.

My first 48 hours,

he locked himself in
that shed with me.

I fought him all the
way, but he stayed.

He stayed with me.
He couldn't have done it.

There's a photo on the
wall in the house.

Is that you?

Yeah. So, you're the kid he raised?

You ask this stuff?

You make an arrest last night,

and I have to hear about it from a report on
the radio? Do you know where my daughter is?

We don't, I'm sorry. - This man you
brought in, you think he's responsible?

Mr Martin, you need to go
back to your house now, OK?

Richter?
- I'm sorry, Joseph. He's not our man.

If we're just gonna sit
here and not say anything,

you wanna get Bruce
to grab a screwdriver?

The legs on this chair
need some attention.

You have been cleared
of suspicion...

...in the disappearance of
Ronan Garvey and Sinead Martin,

and Jarred Pastors is
not pressing charges.

Is that it?

I have been advised to inform you
that, should you wish to pursue a complaint

with the Police Conduct Authority,
Bruce will help you with the necessary forms.

There'll be no complaint.

Thank you.

You're free to go.

The young man
who defaced your mother's home.

He thought he was protecting me.
He wasn't.

He'll come over to apologise
and clean up what he did.

Waiata!

Turn off the engine.

You're free to go.
Come on, we'll go home?

Wiki, turn it off.

What I did,

things I told her of the night
she graduated police college.

I watched her given her certificate.

Cloaked in her grandmother's korowai.

When I dropped her home,
I asked her, "Diana...

"..what do you wanna do as a
policewoman?"

She didn't think twice.

I said I was going to find the
bastard who killed my mother.

I knew then I had to make her understand.

I told her.

You told her what?

Believing my mother
could never kill herself.

And that I knew her only as a child who
wants to think of the one they love most.

I told her I knew Christine differently.

As an adult knows an adult.

When my brother left Christine,
I saw the pain she carried.

E Wiki.

The night Christine disappeared
she told me...

"You love Wiki.

"It's over, it's done."

Christine and I, we...
- I don't want to...

I don't want to hear another word.

He...

So, that's why?

That's why you turned your back?

I'm so sorry, I didn't...
- You've got nothing to apologise for.

That's why you never came home.

That man?

Everything that he chose to do...

...is his burden alone to carry.

No one ever listened to me.

Cos you convinced them all
she killed herself.

And now too much time has passed and
I will never know what happened to my mum.

No, you're not understanding
what I'm saying.

'I can't help you, sir.'

I'm simply asking if any Irish children
joined your school in the last six months.

'I can't give any personal
information.'

I'm not looking for personal
details... -

Hello? Hello?

For fuck's sake!

Aileen?

Put this on.

What's this?

The coat. Now.

She was definitely disturbed all right.

I'll, um... I'll wrestle Matt
for last night's CCTV footage, but...

It's the Fallons for sure.

We can't effectively track Derry
without his new number.

We need it. Now.

I'm not sure you know
who you're really dealing with.

You don't just grab a man from his office
at the end of a working day for no reason.

'We have a reason...
four million, give or take.

'OK. Well, I'm not saying one word
till my solicitor gets here.

'You may know him, actually,
Finbar Letch?'

He's sued you enough times.
- I have no problem waiting.

Might take a while, though.
- And why is that?

Cos he's in the next room answering
some questions of his own.

Don't worry, it's unrelated.

What is he waiting for?

We're not interested in talking
to Fogerty. Boyle's just buying time.

All we need is his phone.

Got it! Sending it now.

All right, thanks, Fitz.

Good luck!
- You sneaky buggers!

Got it. Putting it in now.

Hi, this is Detective Sergeant Diana Huia.

I've got a phone number coming in
for tracking. Please rate that as urgent.

OK, thank you.
- How long?

A few minutes should do the trick.
Hold up.

Got her! Richter.

Yeah. That's him.
- They've triangulated Derry's number.

They can't see the exact street,
but they're in Wallaceford. - OK.

What the heck?
- Leave him alone. Don't be rubbing his head.

Behave yourself when
you're in a restaurant.

Aileen Ryan! How lovely!

Junior, this is a friend
of your daddy's from home.

It's Junior's birthday.

Say happy birthday.

Happy birthday, Junior.
7? You're getting old.

No, I'm not. Why are you
wearing my mammy's coat?

Mind your manners and be nice.

Aileen's our guest.

It's a buffet... all you can eat.

I'll grab us something
so you and the missus can catch up.

How's your mother?
- She's fine, Anita, thanks.

Must miss your father.

It's lonely for her, all the way
out in the countryside on her own.

She's plenty of people
popping by, you know.

It's not the same, though, is it?
And I heard she got a new bed.

One of the lads was saying it's firm.

It's hard to beat a good mattress.

True, yeah. -
- Hey, pipe down.

Well, tell her the Fallons
were asking for her.

And when you do, you should
mention it's not a good idea

to leave the spare key in the
pot plant beside the front door.

It's just asking for trouble,
isn't it, Derry?

Madness!

I mean...

anything could happen to her.

Anything on the car?
- No, nothing yet.

They've got the kids.
They'd need somewhere to stay.

In Wallaceford there's
only one place.

What happened?

Kia ora, this is Detective
Sergeant Diana Huia, CIB.

I want to check if you've got a guest
on your list, surname Fallon.

Nothing? I'm looking
for an Irish family.

Dalton. Try Dalton,
that was his wife's name.

Can I check another name? Dalton.

Yes! OK, great. Could you...?

Lunch?

Do you have an address?

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow

♪ And so say all of us ♪

Woo!
- Enjoy your dessert.

I have to take my friend home.

Say goodbye, Aileen.

Goodbye.

Hokey pokey.

It's good!

Like my life!

I like it here.

More importantly,
my wife and kids like it.

This is our life now.

A decent business and hokey pokey.

The worst I can do is make a lot of
money from selling houses.

That's not a crime.

But the worst you can do...

is mess all that up,

and I think we both know
I can't have that.

Detective Richter,
you're a long way from home.

This his, is it?
- He must have left it.

Where is she?

Aileen? She's gone ages.

Where is she, Anita?
- She's fine.

Safe, I swear.
Probably on her way back as we speak.

Get up. GET UP!

Where are we going?
- Back to your hotel.

We'll wait for Derry there. Get out!
Get out, come on!

Come on. Off we go.

Get out.

Take off my wife's coat and hand it over.

Aileen.

The coat.

It's one of Anita's favourites.

Or do you want me to take it off?

Now, pick up the shovel.

Derry, come on!
- Go on.

Look at me.

Killing people is easy.

Burying them? Harder.

But getting away with it?

Jesus! These days...

...it's a fucking nightmare.

But it can be done.

You're not just gonna parade me around
in public, Derry, and then kill me.

You and Richter still a thing?

Why do you think he's leaving the
cops?

You didn't know?

No one to run to now.
At least, no one who gives a fuck anyways.

I'm not asking you to leave us alone.

I'm saying, if you write one more
word about me or my family,

you'll be picking up that shovel

and digging your ma's grave.

And then your own.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Good seeing you, Aileen.

Mind yourself.

Hey.

I saw you from the road.

I just wanted to say, um,...

this morning...

You know, you might give
me some shit sometimes...

Well, constantly.
- You deserve it.

You're one of my oldest mates, Wiki.

Buster, too.

You're good people.

I appreciate that, e hoa.

Thank you.

Our town?

I don't know it any more.

I don't think I know anything any more.

Something's happening, Bruce.

I know.

Something dark.

I know.

Wait until I tell you about my day.

Yeah?

You OK, lady?
Do you want me to call the cops?

No. Not them, no.

Um...

I'm not from here, um...

Can you see if there's a number
for a woman called, um...

Wiki Huia? In Mount Affinity?

Get a move on.

Don't be looking back again.

I've got to trust you're going to be
that calm guy I met a few days ago, OK?

I wouldn't have hurt her.

But you have no idea
what you're dealing with, Diana.

Yeah, I'm starting to get that.

Mr Fallon's waiting in the lounge.

Thank you.

Thank you.
- Are you OK?

Are you OK?

OK.

'Mount Affinity Police Station.'
- Bruce... Bruce, it's Wiki.

'You OK, mate?'
- Yeah. The Irish woman, she's, um...

She's not with some crazy Irish fella.

No, she's with a mad Mori woman!
- 'Is she OK?'

She's safe, mate. I've got her.

'Take her to the hotel.
We'll meet you there.'

OK. I'll see you soon. Bye.

Where is she?

See?

Not a hair out of place
and a belly full of ice cream.

Sure she'll be delighted to fill you
in on our fun day.

Where were you Saturday 11th
between the hours of 6pm and 8pm?

No messing with you! I like that.

I was guest crew
on a yacht called The Albert.

We came in fifth, but they say
it's the taking part that counts.

Can anyone confirm this?
- My crew.

The crew from the other 11 boats.

And it was streamed live on social media.

My family has nothing to do
with those kids going missing.

I'm not sorry,

but I'm not responsible.

What I am is a tax-paying
businessman.

All above board.

So, if you want to look into me,
be my guest.

You wouldn't be the first copper
to waste their time.

And you being here when the judge's
daughter goes missing, that just...

happened, did it?

The first I heard of the Martins was
Aileen Ryan's slanderous fucking article.

I'm here because I needed
to shut that bitch up.

The Martins don't need to fear me.

But they should be afraid.

You think because you moved
to the New World

you can leave all your sins behind
in the old one?

Enjoy your new life. Soak it up!

Cos we're coming for you.

By the way, how's prison treating
your da?

I heard he's not doing so well.

Here we go, macaroni and cheese.

Time to wake up, Mr Pastors.

Mr Pastors?

Do you want to come in for a drink?

Hey, Valerie needs you up at the
mountain. She's found something.

Yeah, all right. Um... I'll head on up.

If you want to wait for Aileen
at the motel, then...

No, I know she's safe,
that's enough for now. I'll go with you.

That's not all.

This came through
from the head of security at Houkura.

You'll want to see it.

That's Sinead with Colin
Friends, Head of Tech Science.

When was this?
- Lucy said seven days ago.

Sinead went missing the following day.

Doesn't look good, does it?

Start pulling intel on
Friends. - Already on it.

Pull.

Hey, wait up. Every man and his dog's
talking about an Irish gang guy.

And that journalist woman,
she's been abducted?

Aileen Ryan has been located
safe and well.

OK, but Sinead and Ronan,
you think the gangster, he's got them?

Is an arrest coming, Diana? If everyone
could relax before the grand opening.

It wasn't the Irish gang, OK?

Now, can you just let us get on
and do our job?

What do you think?

It's Sinead's.

We'll get it straight to ESR.

They should get back to us
within 24 hours.

Thanks.

Yeah.

If the shoe is Sinead's they came
due southwest from where the car was left.

So, you'll keep heading southwest?

Yeah.

Five days in, Di.

If she's out there
in just the clothes she was wearing

and the fella doesn't have weather
gear, they're just about out of time.

Are you OK?
- Yeah! Yeah.

No.

It's family stuff.

It'd be good to catch up.
Feels like I need an old friend.

All right! One more hour of decent
light. Let's get going.

If it helps...

I'm glad you're back.

We'll be back with the
shoe in half an hour.

I need someone from Collinson ESR
to pick it up for urgent DNA testing.

Richter!

No concussion to worry about.

As to your other concerns...
- My hands.

I kept dropping the bloody shoe.

When did you take the test?

Six weeks ago.

You're still processing.
It's a lot to take in.

The MRI is clear.

I assume your neurologist in Ireland
has spoken to you about your prognosis?

You're likely exhausted -
overworked, stressed.

Have there been any other incidents
I should be aware of?

Thank you, Dr Williams.

I'm sorry about the car.

I know something's wrong.
I can't figure out what, but I know, so...

I'm asking you,
and please don't lie to me.

Personal.

You could have killed me today!

Are you actually just walking away?

Richter! Just answer the question.

Fucking control yourself!
- Control? I've no fucking control!

None! Fuck!

I have the gene for Huntington's.

OK.

And that...?

What is that?
- What is it?

It's one thing my father gave me
and it'll fucking kill me!

How?

I'll slowly... start to lose control
of my body.

Then my mind
and then one day I'll be gone.

I come from nothing, Diana,
fucking nothing.

I won my place
because I was smarter, sharper,

more capable than the rest of them
that had it a fuck lot easier than I did.

My mother gave me that at least.

Instinct to fight.

Huntington's is one fight I can't
win.

But you're not sick now?

No.
- How long?

A month? A year?
Five years? They don't know.

God, I'm... so sorry, Theo.

You're gonna have to tell your superiors.

Yesterday... in Nga Pitau.

The way I reacted, and then again today.

It was personal.

I didn't want to come back to this place.

It turns me upside down.

I still don't know what happened with Mum.

I need perspective

You think if you get something in
your head that I can change your mind?

You can try.

This is my last case, anyway.

But you just said you aren't sick.

Well, then, it's an honour.

Hiya, Doc.

I came to drop these off for him.

I know you're feeding him cardboard and
rice, but he really loves his fried bread.

What? Diana have me barred?

For fuck's sake, Ray.

Trying to heal the boy, not do him
in. - It's not that, Buster.

How are you?

OK.

Just wanted to check up on you.

I'm fine, Richter.

All good.

Did he hurt you?

I should take a statement.
- I'm not making any statements, Richter,

and I have company, so, Richter, just...

Just leave it.

OK?

OK.
- OK.

Congrats on your, er, early
retirement, by the way.

Who told you that?
- Derry fucking Fallon!

Cheers.

The investors are scared.

Well, you can sort it out.

I mean, you're so close to a breakthrough.

You know what? First, Sinead
and her boyfriend go missing.

There's a bomb threat.

Then legal action, and now there's
talk of Irish gangsters!

Jesus! Fuck!

It's all getting fucking Biblical!

And now there's CCTV footage
of Colin arguing with Sinead Martin.

It was intense.
The police have got it.

Colin's been out of sorts lately.

He's a good bloke. He's your best guy.

He needs you to believe in him,
now more than ever.

Yeah, you're right.
Just been under pressure lately.

Join the fucking club, mate!

What are you doing here?

The boy, he's dead.

Jarred?

But he was fine this morning.

Doc Ray said he had
an undiagnosed heart condition.

And drugs on top wrecked it.

Just gave out.

Everything I tried to do
for Jarred, your mother,

you, to help...

I've just done the opposite.

Di, it's Val, do you copy? Over.

Copy, Val. Go ahead. - Yeah, we're
on the maunga... Kaikakariki waterfall.

Sorry, you're cutting out.

Di, it's happening again.

Sorry, Val, you're still cutting
out. I can't quite hear you.

What's happening again?

Valerie!
- Hey, boss!

My God.

The Mountain Murderer is back.
- And he's finding new ways to kill.

The two Irish,
I knew it was connected.

Who is he?
- He's blood.

I had to tell them, mate.
- It's over.

This is a serial killer.
- Jesus Christ, Aileen.

It's not what it looks
like. Never was.

The answer was right here in
Mt Affinity, hiding in plain sight.

That wasn't quite the truth now, was it?
- Well, it's not really a lie.

Right?