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The truth is I love my boys, maybe even more than my mum.

I hate seeing animals suffer, so I decided to rescue Fluffy from death row.

>> You're gonna have to pick her up tonight.

>> I'm still on the hunt for the copycat, so I stole the log to narrow it down to Travers and Calhoun.

Melissa the stalker is all up in my business and wants to know too.

When I asked why, she said...

>> You've got 24 hours.

>> With the clock ticking, my plan was to send a message to see which cot would crack, so I took out Candy.

>> Hey, cop.

>> Her colleagues showed up, who Schroeder was a little too familiar with,

so paid for some intel, which cost me more than I bargained for.

Becky was a great help, but ultimately she had to go.

There is something else.

Turns out the boot was already full with a dead Officer Sam.

Thanks, Melissa, arsehole.

Fuck!

Fuck!

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>> Melissa has been following me all night.

Is she still following me now?

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>> Hey.

>> What the hell, Melissa?

You trying to get me caught?

>> Why do you sound so mad?

>> You killed a cop.

>> No, I saved your ass for the second time now.

>> What are you talking about?

>> He was taking photos of you when you were victim browsing.

>> Shit.

>> Look, Joe, I don't want to be that guy,

but it really seems like something you should have anticipated.

>> Why put him in my trunk?

>> Getting rid of him really seems more like a Joe thing than a Melissa thing, don't you think?

>> I honestly don't know what to think.

>> Where are you going to take them?

Whizzers always a classic.

Oh, dumping in the ocean, that's an oldie but a goodie.

Or some killers drop bodies into freshly dug graves at cemeteries.

You know, Joe, I think you wouldn't go astray.

>> What?

>> You're not sounding very grateful, Joe.

I was starting to think we were a team.

>> We're not a team, we're...

>> We were.

Joe, a serial killer and a woman who turns him into the cops because he annoyed her?

>> You're not going to turn me in, not after what you just did.

>> Oh, I didn't do anything.

He's in your boots and he was killed with your knife that still has your fingerprints on it.

They print all the people that work at the police station, don't they?

>> They do, and the day they test all our DNA is the day I disappear.

>> Well, your prints are on that knife, not mine.

>> Actually, they're yours.

I made sure of it the night you passed out on me.

>> Of course she fucking did.

Did you do this?

>> Do what?

>> Nothing.

Look, I have to go.

>> But we're not done talking.

>> Yes, we are.

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>> Come on.

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Thankfully, in a city like Christchurch,

I didn't have to worry about somebody pulling over and offering to help.

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>> Fucking Melissa.

Bodies in the fucking truck.

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>> Fifty on three.

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Joe, is that you?

>> Joe?

Joe?

I knew it was you.

I never forget a face.

>> Sorry, I think you're confusing me with someone else.

>> Joe Middleton, right?

Walt.

Walt Chadwick.

>> Oh, Mr Chadwick, of course.

>> No, Walt.

>> So, Walt, what brings you out this late at night?

>> Oh, walking the dog.

>> Looks like you lost him.

>> Who?

>> Your dog.

>> Oh, Sparky.

I lost him two years ago.

It was the saddest day of my life.

Best dog a man could own.

>> Oh, fuck.

Has the car been reported stolen already?

>> Boy, I haven't seen you since your dad's funeral.

>> Oh, it was a terrible day.

But I recall you seemed to handle it all right.

And the sausage rolls at the wake after.

[Laughter]

Oh, they were the die for.

>> So how's your mum these days?

She still doing her puzzles?

Well, she sure had a talent for them.

And you, Joe, are you still following in your dad's footsteps?

>> What's that supposed to mean?

>> Well, he sold cars, didn't he?

This one of yours?

It's a little rough.

And she could do with a lick of paint.

Oh, hello, what's this?

Is that rust?

That's not rust, Walt.

Anyway, it's been nice catching up, Walt.

And I must catch up with your mother.

She is some woman.

They don't make them like that anymore.

Insane?

Yeah, they do, Walt.

You have no idea.

Bye, Joe.

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Here she is.

Do you have any food?

Yeah, I got some apples.

I went for the cat.

Oh, yeah, I bought some already.

What the?

Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry, too, but what you're doing is a really sweet thing.

And it includes a cat cage.

Much nicer than a plastic bag.

Hey, I'm off in 10 minutes.

I could give you a lift if you wanted, save on a taxi.

Oh, actually, I'm in my car this time.

>> And the loop is already full.

Oh, well, if you need any help with the cats or any advice,

just feel free to give me a call, OK?

I'm fine.

What are you going to call it?

Come.

It actually wouldn't surprise me if Melissa was the one who ran over this cat.

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[Car engine starts]

How you getting on, Gil?

[Meow]

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[Door slams]

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[Door opens]

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[Door closes]

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God damn this, Sally.

Where did you put the cat food?

You didn't eat it, did you?

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Sorry, Karma.

I've got to get back out there.

I promise I'll bring you back something soon, OK?

[Meow]

You're a handsome little fella, aren't you?

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[Meow]

Oh, jeez.

You know what? You're not that friendly, are you?

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I'm going to see why somebody tried to run you over.

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I still need to get these stitches taken care of.

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I wonder if Jennifer would help me out if I asked.

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Guys.

Remember Melissa?

Because of her, I have to dig a hole twice as deep.

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I know.

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Or twice as wide, I guess.

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Don't wait out.

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You know what to do after the beep.

Unless you're Joe, in which case you can fuck off.

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Fuck.

Is she pissed enough to send the police?

I don't know.

Is she crazy enough? That I can't answer.

I've got to get the boys.

I can't stay here anymore.

Christ, all because I hung up on it.

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I know, boys, not the morning I wanted either.

At least we're still together.

50 bucks she's ringing to gloat.

Melissa.

Don't you ever hang up on me again, John, ever.

Where are they?

You upset me, and when I'm upset,

I tend to do things that I probably shouldn't do.

Have you sent the police to my apartment?

Oh, Joe, don't be silly.

Why would I do that?

I have no fucking idea what you will or won't do, Melissa.

Well, maybe if you hadn't hung up on me,

you would have a better idea.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

You don't sound like you mean that.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

I forgive you, Joe.

You know I can't stay mad at you.

Anyway, listen, I'm about to step into a meeting,

but I want you to go into work today.

And the bodies, where are they?

I took care of them.

Don't worry.

Did you hear what I said about going into work?

It's a Saturday.

It'll look really suspicious, OK?

And I'm worried.

Don't forget, you still have a copycat to find.

Anyway, they won't even notice you're there.

That's what you rely on, isn't it?

Melissa?

Melissa?

Come on, guys.

At least we can go home now.

Thanks for being there.

You two are the best.

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There's a donut sale on somewhere?

What's going on?

None of your fucking business.

It's absolutely my fucking business, Brian.

What did you do, Melissa?

Did you do that?

Thanks, we'll be in touch if we need anything else.

Thank you.

I'm really sorry, Detective Inspector,

but this is going to take some time.

There's a lot to canvass.

We'll process the scene after you're finished up.

Thanks, Ted.

Anything?

No, neighbors didn't see a thing.

And just a heads up, some of them

are concerned that you brought this guy into their orbit.

Jesus.

Why in my house?

I don't know.

So you saw the car parked across the driveway from the window

and came out to check?

Well, the truckers already parked an inch.

I just tapped in on its way.

Because you knew.

Yeah.

How?

Same way you would have known.

How's Sarah doing?

She's got the kids until we find this guy.

Yeah, can't blame her.

So awful.

Poor Sam.

I shouldn't have sent him out.

We need to find Sam's car and his camera.

I don't think his car will pop up,

but the camera will be clumped up and melted plastic by now.

This is a message, right?

It's the same as candy.

Yeah, but from who?

I mean, you knew Becky, you know Sam,

the car's parked in your driveway.

It's obviously a message for you.

But yeah, who from, that's what we've got to figure out.

Just hold a second.

Hey, we might have a witness.

Whatever Melissa did, it must be pretty big.

There's barely anybody here.

Or maybe this place is always dead on a weekend.

It would be silly to waste such a golden opportunity.

I guess it's not like I'm going to find a memo saying

"buy milk, kill housewife".

You really are your biggest fan, aren't you Brian?

And what about you, Calhoun?

What picture do you have to offer?

Not as vain as old show pony Travis.

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Room 633.

Wife kicked you out, didn't she?

Gotcha.

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Oh, Joe. What are you doing here?

Making up for Monday.

Oh, so am I.

With that in, I don't want to be sitting at home thinking about Dad.

Oh, she wants to talk. How is he?

He's doing great, thanks.

But he also doesn't want me sitting at hospital, so...

Even her dad doesn't like her.

Oh, I wish I knew you were going to be here.

I would have made you some sandwiches.

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Hmm. But hey, it's the weekend, so...

Maybe we can pop out for a minute.

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Huh?

Do you know her? Know who?

OK. That woman.

No, I don't know her.

Oh. Oh, they think she might have seen something.

They think she might have even seen the person

that dropped the bodies off at Schroeder's house.

What?

Oh, you don't know?

Jo, um...

Last night, Officer Sam was murdered.

What?

Along with another woman, but...

they left the bodies outside Schroeder's house.

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I know, it's horrific, but that woman, she was working with the Scare Trouper,

so maybe we'll finally be able to catch him.

I feel sick. I think I might go home.

Sorry. Oh, OK.

Well, do you want me to check on you later?

No, I'm fine, Sally. Really, really, I'm fine. Thank you.

I knew she was crazy, but not this crazy.

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Doesn't seem like anybody's coming for me.

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This feels familiar.

You told them about me?

Did you ever want to be a cop, Jo?

Would you have passed the psychology test?

Did you tell them about me?

I told you I forgave you for hanging up on me, OK?

And I meant it.

All about the future.

What future is that? I just wanted to see where you were.

Look, I woke up feeling better about things,

and I knew you'd be feeling bad about where we left things last night,

so I did something nice for you.

Only nice things she can do for me is put my gun into her mouth and pull the trigger.

She gave me a copy.

I told them I saw a guy harassing a sex worker in town last night,

and a man stepped out of his car to break it up.

Who's this?

He was my first.

You're on the police hunting your first boyfriend?

No, I mean he was my first.

How many?

Very rude to ask a woman that kind of thing, Jo.

More than me?

There it is again.

What?

That streak of jealousy.

Found your copy, Kat?

Down to two.

Right, so five by tonight, ten by tomorrow?

It would be one if he hadn't left all those bodies on Schroeder's doorstep.

Whose fault was that?

Yours, but it means the police might go to the Everblue,

and I can't risk being there when they do.

Didn't you say last night we're on the same team?

Maybe.

Then I'm going to need your help.

A couple of things to look at, Detective Inspector.

We've got Officer Sam's blood splatter coming up the door there,

and then the window's clean.

My guess is it was down when our guy comes along and stabs Sam through it.

The trunk is spotless. There's nothing.

So Sam was shoved into the passenger seat?

Yeah, I mean, that's what the blood says.

So our guy sits in all that blood,

drives away Sam in the passenger seat, right through town?

Exactly. I know it's cold and really ballsy,

but it's exactly what I think happened.

I mean, whoever did this, they either didn't care about the risk,

or they simply didn't understand it.

Now, does that sound like the carver to you?

Thanks, Steve.

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[doorbell rings]

[indistinct chatter]

[doorbell rings]

Hang on! Hang on!

You're after a room?

Listen, I can either tell you a story, or I can give you some cash.

But I'm going to need some answers.

You can bite it, too, if it'll help.

What do you want?

So a while back, a guy--

How far back?

I don't know exactly.

Days? Years?

Weeks?

A few weeks back, a guy was coming out of a hotel room,

and he knocked into you.

He was in there with a sex worker.

Well, now, this just got interesting.

Looks like I'm going to need that story after all,

and another hundred bucks,

because the police were in here earlier today.

Hmm?

Well, that'll get you what I told them,

but the rest is going to cost you.

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What do you think?

Special occasion?

There is.

Mum, how come there's--

Nice to see you again, Jeff.

Mr. Chadwick.

I'm Tony Walt, son.

Isn't it wonderful?

Walt called me out of the blue today.

It had been so long,

I had to look her up in the phone book.

[laughing]

He told me all about you running into him last night

while he was out walking Sparky.

Oh, saddest day of my life.

You never told me which dealership you're with, Jo.

Oh, he won't tell you.

He's worried I'm going to come in and see him.

He's always been embarrassed by you.

I'm sure that can't be true, eh?

What's it called then, Jo?

It's called the Ever Blue.

What kind of a name is Never Blue for a car yard?

It's Ever, not Never.

That's not much better. Are all the cars blue?

Of course not. It sounds as if they would be.

[laughing]

It's the boss's last name.

Ever Blue is her last name?

He had it changed from Shut the Fuck Up.

Oh.

Your favourite, Jo, meatloaf.

[laughing]

This chicken is the best I've had in ages.

Oh, Walt, it's so wonderful to have someone to cook for.

Police came by earlier wanting to know if Becky was here last night.

She comes here on occasion.

What did you tell them?

I told them no, but she was.

Well, that's part of what I didn't tell them.

She was here, but she came back to drop off her key when she was done.

So why not tell the police that?

And then my hotel shut down as a crime scene.

Fuck that.

So, do you remember the guy that she left with last night?

Yeah. Lump, goofy-faced baseball cap?

Do you remember the guy that bumped into you a few weeks ago?

I do.

I also remember what he said.

Out of my way, you useless bitch.

Is it one of them?

It is.

Do you want me to have a word to him about what he said to you?

No.

Mm-hmm.

That one's on the house.

[whirring]

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[sighs]

Looks like my dentist.

Looks like my accountant.

So, uh, I got a call from the powers that be.

Superintendent Stephen is coming down from Wellington tomorrow.

What for?

Don't know.

Oh, and get this.

There's talk of a reward.

Now that a cop has died?

Yeah, I know how this looks.

Really? Do you?

'Cause every three to four months, he kills another woman,

and every three to four months, we float the idea of offering a reward,

and then every three or four months, we get shut down.

Maybe you should have killed one of us two years ago.

Well...

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. I can't...

I can't believe I said that. I know.

You have to know I didn't mean that. Yeah, I know that, too.

Maybe the reward will help.

Maybe.

What was I...?

Uh, we, uh...

We need to check records of vehicles stolen

around each of the dates of our victims,

just in case you use them again. Yeah, we'll do that.

And we need to go back through everything fresh.

We'll do it tomorrow.

OK.

You need to go home and get some rest, Carl.

We both should.

It's late. We're not doing anybody any good just burning ourselves out.

I don't think I'm doing anybody any good, period.

Go on. Get out of here.

All right.

Night.

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Tomorrow?

Oh, I'd love to.

Oh, no, Walter, it was so lovely to see you.

It was lovely that you came over.

We so enjoyed having you for a meal.

Oh, he came home.

You know, he was thrilled to see you.

He was thrilled that you were there.

He's not going to...

That was fun, Joe.

We really do work well together.

Does that mean that she recognised one of them?

She did, yeah. It's the one in the picture by himself,

the one that thinks he's a model.

Travis, I fucking knew it.

Or am I just messing with you?

What? No, just kidding. It really was him.

I should have killed him when I had the chance.

Only it's not me. It's the guy in the other photo.

Melissa?

Which one is it?

I don't appreciate your tone, Joe.

Everything I do, I'm doing for us.

OK, OK, Melissa, just listen.

Kate and I don't think about the way you're treating me.

Oh, by the way, yes, she saw your face.

Melissa, I... Melissa?

Oh, yes, yes, I...

Oh, no, you don't worry about Joe.

Oh, don't... No, he's fine.

He's fine. He's a grown man.

Of course he can look after himself.

No, no, don't be so...

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Melissa said she's doing this for us?

I don't know if that makes her more scary or not.

How many people have said the wrong thing to her in the past?

Only to come home to find her boiling their pet rabbit on the stove.

A pickle in Jehovah's safe?

Or karma?

Mum calling me every day.

Old men with big, fat, hairy heads.

I'm not sure what's going on.

I'm not sure what's going on.

I'm not sure what's going on.

Mum calling me every day.

Old men with dead dogs.

And Christians with sandwiches.

And make-believe journalists with pliers.

Is it too much to ask

to just be left in peace?

Something needs to change in my life.

(water running)

Jo!

What are you doing home?

Who's in there with you?

Just get the hell out, Jo!

(water running)

(water running)

Hey boys, how was your day?

What if...

Boys?

Pickle!

Pickle!

Oh no.

Oh no.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, buddy.

There we go.

Ready? Ready?

Where's Jo?

You!

You took this!

You little shit!

The thing that I brought you, son of a...

You fucking...

You!

Fucking shit.

Don't come back.

Jo, hold on.

Oh, buddy.

I got you.

I got you, Jo. Come on.

Come on. I got you.

I got you. Come on.

Come on. Here we go. Here we go.

Yeah.

Swim it off.

Swim it off.

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Hello?

Hey, Jo. This is Jennifer from Emergency Vets.

I hope I'm not calling too late.

Jennifer.

It's good news. We found the owner of the cat.

Owner of the cat?

They're so grateful that you saved her.

And of course they're going to refund you all the money that you paid.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I know this might sting a little, as you've probably formed an attachment to Moog.

Moog.

It's the name of the cat.

Gave him away to the neighbour.

Yeah.

And you're going to need to get her back.

I can't, because then she ran away.

Listen, Jo, it's their cat, and--

It gets worse.

After she ran away, she ran into traffic.

Jo.

Now she's dead.

She's in my life!

It's my fucking wife!

Fucking cold!

I'm fucking in love.

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Morning, Detective. Inspector.

Superintendent. Good flight.

Sorry, Detective, but we need to talk.

(siren wailing)

Let's get straight to the point.

It appears that the Carver has focused his attention on our lead detective.

This is why, as of this morning,

I will take the lead.

This is no reflection upon Detective Schroeder,

who will continue to be a part of this task force.

Detective Calhoun will follow up reports on stolen vehicles around the days of the killings.

Detective Travers, you're in charge of the candy case.

While Detective Kent will focus on Daniela Walker.

I want you going back through every piece of evidence

as though you're seeing it again for the very first time.

All clear?

Yes, ma'am.

Any questions?

Let's get to work.

Let's get to work.

I know that people say that you guys only have five-second memories,

but I know that you were both thinking of me in the end.

You're my best friends and I'm going to miss you both.

Just so you know, it wasn't my fault, it was Karma's.

And also Melissa.

And my mum and Walt.

And the copycats.

Maybe Jennifer too.

Oh.

That was beautiful.

Except for the bit about blaming me.

What do you want, Melissa?

Nothing with that attitude.

Oh, hello, nice to see you. Are you well?

I come bearing gifts.

Wendy pointed to him.

Calhoun. I fucking knew it.

You sure?

I'm sure that's who she pointed to. I can't say if he's your guy.

It's him.

Make sure.

And remember, I want to be there.

Be fun.

It's not meant to be fun.

Then what's the point?

Melissa is right. I need to make sure.

Otherwise I might have ended up killing both suspects, or worse,

killing the wrong one and never knowing that's what I'd done.

So, Detective Walt.

You're going to get a slight reprieve while I learn a little bit more about you.

For starters, how long do you jog for?

Is this how you keep your steps up? By looking for potential victims?

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Jesus. If I'd known he was going to be this long, I would have gone in there already.

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