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I left you flowers
because I'm the one who shot you.

I let you go back to work too early
after the shootings.

Are you self-medicating?

There was a string
of murders, all linked to him.

And Harrow found the evidence
to convict him?

Harrow and Pavich found propofol

in the liver tissue
of the female victims.

Could we be looking at
the wrong body?

There's nothing
to prove any of this.

You're a coward.

Dr Harrow asked to exhume
Francis's body.

I... said... no.

Harrow, get the hell out of there!
I'm telling you, he's alive.

What are we looking for, exactly?

Anything to indicate
it's the same body.

This is Francis Chester.

So, Dr Harrow got it wrong?
So it seems.

Those records have been altered.
That's impossible.

We can compare the DNA
with Chester's original arrest swab

from 15 years ago.

You can either try
and stop me

or you can try and save the boy.

Chester's alive, and I will end this.

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The mail's arrived?

Yes.

Is it about Francis?

Maurice?

He's lost his final appeal.

Oh...

Vitals are stable now.

OK. We'll have an officer
outside the door.

What the hell's going on, Bryan?

You don't seriously think
I'm making this up?

This is serious, Harrow.

If Callan had died, you'd be up
for manslaughter at least.

I saved him! Chester did that!

Francis Chester is dead.
He's alive!

Why would I hurt Callan?

Look, I want to trust you, I do.

But, frankly, I've got
nothing to go on here.

Chester injected a paralytic
into Callan's drip line.

Test the drip line.

Hospital staff cleaned it up
before it could be tested.

Look, if we checked Callan's blood,
would the drug show up there?

The succs would have
metabolised by now.

Dan, come here.

Are you using any controlled
or illegal substances at the moment?

The propofol.
I told you, Chester injected me.

I found these on your boat.

I know.

But I didn't put those there.
Your DNA was on the needle.

Then it must have been the syringe

that Chester used on me
at the cemetery.

He planted it on the Bettie.

Look, Dan, a lot of people
in our line of work

use substances to help them cope...

I'm not... using!

I'm being set up, Bryan.

Where's Fern? Is she OK?

Her moped's over the road.
She's not inside.

Oh, God...
Harrow!

She's in danger.
There's police everywhere.

That's probably why she's laying...
Why would she have left her moped?

She's missing.
Bryan, please, you've gotta help!

I'll see what I can do.

But you stay put. You're in
enough trouble as it is, OK?

OK?

OK.

Jo?

I need an urgent meeting
with Superintendent Crowley.

Can you sort that out
for me, please?

Yes, Sarge.
Thank you.

Hey...

Daniel, what happened?

I didn't hurt Callan.
Of course not. But where's Fern?

She's not inside.

No-one has seen her.
We have to find her.

You think Chester has her?
I don't know.

Oh, my God. What can we do?
Are... are the police doing anything?

Stay on Nichols.

He doesn't believe me,
but he might listen to you.

Well, what are you gonna do?

I have to find something
to prove that Chester's alive.

So, succinylcholine,

which, as you know,
metabolises into succinic acid.

And, look, succinic acid was found
in Chester's three male victims.

And also in the chemist,
Tim Markides,

and Simon.

The same amount in each victim.

Yes, an amount so small,
it would never convince a jury.

Well, I'm not trying
to convince a jury.

Grace, what do you want?

I don't know,
but if we can somehow show

that Simon and the chemist
were injected, maybe...

You can prove that Harrow is right,

and Francis Chester
is actually alive?

Or prove conclusively
that he's wrong.

Right now, Daniel is being
interviewed by the police.

He put Callan Prowd's life
in danger last night.

And your uncle and I
are off to argue to a tribunal

why Daniel should be allowed to
continue practising medicine.

Ready?
Yes.

You've ordered a DNA test
on the body Harrow dug up.

That should tell us
everything we need to know.

Meanwhile, I am
three key staff down,

so would you please
just do your job.

Tribunal?

The day was bound to come.

Step into
this room here, sir.

You let Harrow go?

Uh... well, I felt I didn't
have cause to detain him.

Even though he endangered the life
of a patient in intensive care?

He claimed someone else
tampered with Mr Prowd's meds.

Any proof of that?

No.

And I believe Harrow
is suspended from the morgue,

pending an investigation into
his attempt to exhume a body.

Not just any body!
It was Francis Chester.

Look, boss...

I know how it sounds.

There have been a lot of
very concerning circumstances

surrounding Harrow.

And now his daughter, Fern,
is missing.

Well, has she got form
for going missing?

Yes.

Ma'am?

Thank you.

OK.
What?

A psychiatrist and magistrate
have just agreed

that Dr Harrow poses a threat
to himself and to others,

and an involuntary treatment order
has just been issued...

Come on, boss!

...stating clearly
that he is to be detained on sight

and transferred to
the Mental Health Unit at Southside.

But what about his...?
Bryan...

I respect that
you care for Dr Harrow.

But by the sounds of it,
he's gone off the rails,

and he'll get all the help
that he needs at Southside.

Bring him in, Bryan.

Well, I'll go get...
I'll get the copy first

before I get started on
the paperwork.

Does that work for you?

Excuse me for a moment, too?
Yep, yep. OK.

Dr Fairley?

Yes.
Um, it took a while, but...

Thank you.

It's a pretty old file.

What exactly is it
that you're looking for?

The name of a family dentist.

Yes, I'm chasing an urgent
DNA sample for cross-reference.

Chester, Francis Andrew.

Sure, yes.

Look, I know it normally
takes that long, but it's...

Fine, I understand, but...
if it can happen sooner, call me.

Thanks.
DNA?

Another 48 hours.

What's going on?
Have you checked your email?

No. Why?

Oh, shit.

Please state your name.

Dr Maxine Aleksandra Pavich.

Thank you, Dr Pavich.

As you know, this hearing...
Yes, I know what it's for.

OK, then. I see you've brought in
some documentation.

Yes.

Uh, post-mortems Dr Harrow's
performed since 1997

and transcripts of evidence
he's given

at various courts
as an expert witness...

None of that will be necessary.

Well, what do you want?

We want you to explain
why a psychiatric evaluation

conducted soon after
Dr Harrow's shooting

recommended he not return to work,

yet you ignored that
and let him recommence.

Not now.

Oh, my God.

Are those girls that Chester killed?

You do know that
Fern's missing, right?

Yeah, we don't know that yet...
This is what he'll do to her!

Why are you not looking for her?

Why are you not...?!
Steph. Steph!

Right now, we're focusing on
finding your ex-husband.

Oh, please. Dan would never
hurt Callan. You know that.

It's how it looks, Steph.
And what about Fern?

Chester tried to get her
on Daniel's boat.

How can you not believe that?

I do. I'm her mother!

I know when she's lying
and when she's not.

I honestly don't know where to start
looking for a dead man, Steph.

Have you spoken to HIS mother?

Yes, and she's just as damaged by
what her son did as everyone else.

Let me speak to her.
Look...

Please, Steph, just go home.

Just leave it with me.

I'm doing everything I can.

Constable, escort Ms Tolson
outside, please.

Hello? Police.

Hello? Police.

Unfortunately, we had some
water problems here eight years ago

and a lot of the older files
got damaged.

Whose records are you looking for?

Francis Chester.

I had him as a patient
from age 6 to maybe... 12.

He wanted to be called Frank,

but his father insisted on Francis.

Did you ever meet Maurice Chester?
No.

A very accomplished
generalist surgeon.

A very... serious man.

Ah.

A bit ruined.

Ask me about any other patient
from that long ago

and I couldn't tell you
about their teeth.

But I can tell you
what this boy's would have shown.

One of his adult pre-molars, gone.

Gone?

Knocked out.

By his father, Maurice Chester.

His mother brought him in one night.

The boy's mouth
was bleeding like a stuck pig.

And she...

I'm pretty sure
she had bruising around her throat.

Francis asked me, begged me...

...not to send him home again.

But what choice did I have?

Please state your name
for the purpose of the record.

Dr Lyle Ridgewell
Livingston Fairley.

Thanks for your time, Doctor.

One of the issues
this tribunal is investigating

is that the behaviour of Dr Harrow
has put himself, others

and the reputation
of the State coronial system

at risk.
Ha!

Can you elucidate?

I think you'd have to be
more specific.

Alright.

In July 2008, Dr Harrow provoked
a knife fight with a parolee

and was subsequently hospitalised
for nearly two weeks,

at the expense of the department.

Yes, I remember.

How many post-mortems

could Dr Harrow have conducted
in that time?

Oh, 30 or more, easy.

So, who did them?
I had to.

And this is far from
atypical behaviour?

Exactly.

Harrow's always doing
that kind of thing.

So, you agree
Dr Harrow is a problem?

Certainly not.

The thing with that knife incident

is that a young boy had been stabbed
to death just a week previous,

and another young boy
had gone missing.

Harrow was sure
it was that man and that knife,

but the evidence was insufficient.

So, he took it upon himself
to confront the man

and provoke him into
pulling the knife.

Reckless.

Very.

But he did this deliberately,
in front of a council camera.

The result is that
the attacker was convicted

and a young life was saved.

Of course it was reckless
and against the rules.

But the rules don't always embrace

how sometimes
things need to be done now -

without consultation,

with care only for
a boy who needed saving.

Harrow shouldn't have done it.

He shouldn't have had to do it.

But he did it.

I can't tell you what to do.

But I can say this.

If you take away that doctor's
ability to do his job,

we'll all be the poorer for it.

Hi.

Do you know what's going on?

Anyone who sees you
is supposed to call security.

There's an involuntary
treatment order out for you.

I'm not surprised.

Nichols also knows the results
of my blood test.

Propofol.

So, are you using?

If you are, it's OK.

I mean, I understand.
I've thought about it too.

No. I'm not.

I didn't inject the propofol,

but I know who did.

I've got something to show you.

Can you bring up the CT scan
of the burnt body's teeth?

What are those?

Old dental films?

Where did you get them?

I visited Chester's
childhood dentist.

When he was 12, Chester's lower
second pre-molar on the right

was knocked out of his mouth
by his father.

His permanent pre-molar?

This skull still has it.

The lower second pre-molar.

It's not a denture or an implant?

No, that is a healthy adult tooth.

Because the body in the coldroom
is not Chester.

Look, those old films,
they're not clear.

I know.

And it could be a mistake.

The dentist you got it from
might have misfiled them.

I know.

Or...

...Chester somehow
swapped his health records

for that guy in the coldroom.

Yes.

Dr Molyneux?

Oh, shit.

Dr Molyneux?

Hi, Glen.
Hey, Doc.

Uh, Julie here says that
she saw Dr Harrow come in here.

Really?

Julie, do you mind?

Seriously, Glen, don't you think
if Harrow was here, I would have...?

Shh. Listen. I like Doc Harrow too.

Once, he gave mouth-to-mouth
to Fuzznuts.

Huh?
My cat. Saved his life.

Then...

But I still need to
look in there, OK?

Fine.

OK, you were right.

He's not in there.

Dr Molyneux, can you open
the archive room for me, please?

Dr Harrow, I know it's you.

Is my daughter alive?

Yes, for now.

What do you want?

I want you.

What do you want me to do?

I'm parked behind the institute.

Why don't you come out and say hi?

There are security guards
out in the corridors right now.

Why don't I just...
tell them that you're here?

Well, you could,
but if you do tell, I'll know.

And if you're not out here, alone,
in two minutes,

you will never know
what happened to Fern.

If you hurt her...
One minute, 55 seconds.

One minute, 54 seconds.

I have to go.

What's going on?

Just show this to Nichols.

What are you going to do?

No security guards?

No. Just me.

Just you.

Lovely.

Jo, just give us a moment, please?

So, where is he?

I let him go.

Have you got any proof?

It's so thin,
you could shave with it.

What?

Not all the dental records match.

Well, this is nice,
isn't it?

Just... having a moment to chat.

This is a mistake, Francis.

Another mistake.

Another?

You made a mistake not killing me
with that first shot.

You made another killing Simon.

Another, threatening my daughter.

And what are you gonna do about it?

All this grief.

To hurt me? Why?

It was the police who caught you,
the DPP who prosecuted you,

the judge who sentenced you.

So, why me?

How did you find the propofol?

In the dead girls -
how did you find it?

The police found propofol
at your house.

Uh-huh, because I used it
to help my mother sleep.

And I found propofol
in your female victims.

Why are you asking? You injected it.

Because I didn't.

I didn't.

Succinylcholine for the boys, sure,

because I knew there'd be
no substantial trace post-mortem.

But propofol?

I never injected propofol
into those girls.

Yet you miraculously found traces
of propofol in their liver tissue.

You presented that evidence.

You convinced the jury.

You put me away
because you planted the propofol.

Well done.

Well done.

You know, at times like this...
Don't.

OK.

It's unfortunate that Dr Harrow
has neglected to appear

in order to state his case.

But we've heard sufficient evidence

and it is our unanimous decision

to recommend to the Board
of Forensic Surgeons...

...that Dr Daniel Harrow be struck
immediately from the register.

Mr Lincoln roses.

You've been staying here?

You begged Dr Biggs
not to send you back here.

And, yet, he did.

That's how you found out
about the exhumation.

Louise...

...please, call the police.

End this now.

It's too late.

Dr Harrow?

Fern!

Dad, no!

OK, male victims
were injected with succs...

...and female victims injected
with propofol.

How'd you go with their samples?

I got most of them.
Most of them? What do you mean?

There's some missing.

I presume you heard about
Daniel being struck off.

There was nothing I could do.

He's made his own bed.
I don't think he did.

Histology slides,
for Chester's female victims.

Liver, lung and brain tissue.
Mm-hm.

It was in these liver tissue samples
that Harrow found traces of propofol

and it resulted in
Chester's conviction.

But if there was propofol
found in the liver,

it should also have been found
in the brain tissue.

But the brain tissue samples...
are gone.

I think it's because
someone discovered at the trial

that Chester had been
in possession of propofol,

so that same someone added propofol
to the liver tissue samples

to convict him.

But they forgot to add it
to the brain tissue.

And when Harrow started
poking around about Chester,

that someone remembered
those brain tissue samples.

If they were found,
it could all come unstuck.

Impossible to alter them now,

so... easier to just get rid of them

and put their absence down
to bad housekeeping.

And you were worried you weren't
going to make a good pathologist.

Chester was a monster, the way
he killed all those young couples.

There wasn't
going to be a conviction.

He was going to keep on killing
and get away with it.

I had to do something.

So, you set Harrow up
to perjure himself.

No.

Harrow was telling
what he believed to be the truth.

I was the liar.

I think Chester is alive.

It's impossible.

The DNA will be back soon on the
body Harrow dug up. Then we'll know.

But you have to admit what you did.

You've called Bryan
Nichols. Please leave a message.

Hey?

Feeling better?

Oh, don't worry.

That was just a little dose
of propofol.

But you know all about that, right?

And now...

...succinylcholine.

Please!

Let her go!

Fern? Succinylcholine...

It... it's quite a clever
little paralytic.

It imitates the action
of acetylcholine.

That's a neurotransmitter
that makes our muscles move.

Now, when succs is administered,

it makes every muscle
in the patient's body twitch

to the point where it can no longer
respond to any other stimulation.

The patient can no longer move.

He can no longer talk.

All he can do...

...is watch.

Because that's
all you could do, wasn't it?

While your father was
hurting your mother in front of you.

He was... choking her.

But you were just a little boy.

So, what else could you do?

Nothing.

You couldn't even move.

That's right.

Every time I did this...

...every time I made
a young man freeze,

while I did this...

...I'd get to imagine
what it was like to be him.

Frank... Please...

"Why you?" you asked.

Because you put me in prison

and I was in there when he died,

so I couldn't do this to him.

Just like he did to you, Mum.
I know.

Your father died of respiratory
failure, didn't he, Frank?

Yeah, why?
Who does the gardening?

You do.

Don't you, Louise?

I saw the roses.

But I also saw the monkshood.

Aconitum napellus.

Highly toxic.

If ingested,
its only post-mortem sign

is asphyxia.

She grew them

so she could kill your father.

Mum?

She's lying, Frank. She wanted
him dead just as much as you.

No, darling.

And when you lost
your last appeal...

...she poisoned him.

Did you?

Oh, darling.
But why?

Why then?

Oh, he hurt me
and I was scared that if I...

...if I fought him and I failed,

then he'd hurt you.

But why didn't you kill him
when I was a kid?

Why didn't you protect me?!

Dad...

Stay there, Francis.

Louise... Don't let him close!

You took from me
the one thing that I needed.

To kill him.

But you...

...you would never have done it.

You would never
have done it because...

...darling, he's dead
and you're still scared of him.

Mum?

No.

Louise... No.

Oh, my darling...

Ohh!

Aah...

You took something
to counteract the succs.

Didn't you?

BChE.

Butyrylcholinesterase.

That's... clever.

Your heart must be having
a hell of a time, though.

Dad!

Yep. Yep, it's coming now.
Thanks very much, Kev.

Appreciate it, mate.

Come on, come on, come on.

Is that it?

Yeah. DNA from
the National Database.

OK.

They don't match.

That's because that body in the
coldroom is not Francis Chester.

Let's finish this.

I understand.

You understand what?

How it changes.

What changes?
Fear.

To anger.

I know... how it feels...

...to be young and afraid.

My stepfather hurt me.

So much.

I was terrified.

For me and for my mother.

I wanted to die,

except I was scared of
what he'd do to her.

So, eventually...

...that fear... it changed.

It became anger.

I wasn't afraid of him.

I wanted to kill him.

But before I could...

...someone else did.

So, now I'll never get to fix
that part of me that's broken.

Because he took away my chance

to make it right.

So, I understand.

Oh...

Get off him!

You can't...

Shut up!

One more word and I will shoot you.

Fern...
No.

No!
Bub...

He shot you! He killed Simon.

And Callan...
I know how you feel.

I want the same thing.

Let me do it.

I can't stop you. You have the gun.

But, Bub, I've done
what you want to do.

And it's always there.

Always.

I don't want that for you.

You could do this, yes.

But not doing it
doesn't mean he wins.

Because it's your choice.

Yours.

Bub, please...

I'll call the police.

Excuse me.

Alright, put him in.

Watch his head.

Wait!

Wait, Harrow, you can't...

I think I've earned it.

Give Dr Harrow a moment.

I got out before.

I'll get out again.

"Bub, I've done
what it is you want to do."

I can't wait to tell everybody...

...you're a killer too.

No-one will believe you.

Hmm.

One more thing.

This is for Simon.

Harrow?

I'm sorry.

No.

You believed me.

Can I talk to her?

Yeah, yeah. Look, I...

I need a formal statement
from you soon.

We want everything watertight
for his trial.

Absolutely.

♪ Hey!

♪ Hey!

♪ Hey!

♪ What's a man to do

♪ Hey!

♪ When a woman takes his faith?

♪ Hey!

♪ And the evil of the world
offers no escape... ♪

One more thing.

This is for Simon.

♪ The trigger of a gun

♪ Is what my life's become

♪ And you may not believe
that love is a disease

♪ Until you've seen
the things I've done

♪ Bloodline

♪ Whoa-oh

♪ Bloodline... ♪

Harrow?

I'm sorry.

♪ Until your heart is mine

♪ Bloodline

♪ Whoa-oh

♪ Bloodline

♪ Whoa-oh

♪ Across the river, through the pine

♪ Until your heart is mine... ♪

You OK?

I wanted to kill him.

I know.

Is it over?

Yes.

It's over.

What are you doing?
You know.

And you know why.

The tissue samples?

I was just so repulsed
by what he did.

Maxine...
No, no. No, it's fine.

It's...

It's my fault
all this happened to you.

It's OK.

I've done worse.

And now he's dead.

Heart failure. Jesus.

I should have believed you.

I'm so ashamed.

Oh... Hey. Hey, hey...

You don't know how many lives
you saved, putting him behind bars.

But Simon is dead.

Max...

...you can't leave.

Daniel...

...I can't stay.

♪ You leapt from crumbling bridges,
watching cityscapes turn to dust

♪ Filming helicopters crashing... ♪

Fish?

♪ From way above... ♪

You're OK.

You're OK, you're OK.

I'm OK. I'm fine.

♪ Got the music in you, baby,
tell me why... ♪

I love you.

I love you too.

♪ And you just
can't say goodbye... ♪

Come here. Oh...

♪ Kisses on the foreheads
of the lovers wrapped in your arms

♪ You've been hiding them
in hollowed-out pianos... ♪

Does your boat ever leave the dock?

Well, yes.

I mean, I have been
preoccupied lately, but...

...now I have to take time off.

So, maybe...

...the Whitsundays?

There's room.

I can't take time off.

I need to do well at my job.

I can't fail again.

I don't think you ever failed.

I think you were just finding
where you needed to be.

♪ Apocalypse

♪ Go and sneak us through the rivers

♪ Flood is rising up
on your knees... ♪

Technically... I'm still suspended.

So, technically...

You're not my supervisor.

Ooh.

♪ Sharing all your secrets with
each other since you were kids... ♪

But that won't last long, will it?

See you back at work
in a couple of weeks.

♪ Got the music in you, baby,
tell me why

♪ Got the music in you, baby,
tell me why

♪ You've been locked in here forever

♪ And you just

♪ Can't say goodbye. ♪

Harrow.

You do understand
I'm on leave at the moment?

Sorry, Dr Harrow, Nichols insisted.

Nichols, what's going on?

This young man was found dead
about an hour ago.

What's it got to do with me?

Found his passport in his pocket.

Your name is down
as his emergency contact.

And there was a note.

He claimed he was your son.

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