All language subtitles for Top of the Lake - S01E02 - Searchers Search-eng

They're chucking
a bunch of boxes off to Paradise.

Hey, GJ... Is she in charge? Yeah.
Is she a she?

She's 12 years old.

Do you have an ultrasound facility?

Who is the man that did this to you?
This is statutory rape.

You don't think I know that?

Is he all right?
No, he's not all right.

It's the past, it's history.
Leave it there.

You really want to shoot someone,
you point right here.

You've got a time bomb in there.

Boom!

Tui Mitcham's missing.

This programme contains
strong language,

scenes which some viewers
may find disturbing

and scenes of a sexual nature.

HORN BEEPS

MUSIC: "Living Next Door To Alice"
by Smokie

# ..To tell her how I feel
and maybe get a second glance... #

This is for a fuck.

Seven minutes, not a minute more.

I'll be in...

room six.

DOOR CLOSES

# ..Now she walks through the door
With her head held high

# Just for a moment
I caught her eye

# As the big limousine pulled slowly
out of Alice's drive

# Oh, I don't know why she's leaving
Or where she's going to go

# I guess she's got her reasons
But I just don't want to know

# Cos for 24 years I've been
living next door to Alice... #

Come in.

Take a shower.

When you finish,
the clock will start ticking.

I like to be undressed,
that should take two minutes.

That leaves five for the fuck.

Why the seven minutes?

Please undress me.

Um... Sarge.

Please undress me, Sarge.
Time's running out.

Why the time limit?

Do you really want to know?

Yeah.

I have these compulsions,
serious ones,

that my...teacher
is helping me with.

If I spend more than
seven minutes with a man...

..with any kind of a man,

I run the danger of growing
a romantic attachment

that could take seven weeks
or seven months to get over.

Yeah, right. Slower!

The time thing's probably arbitrary,
but it's a restriction...

SHE GASPS

..that stops me feeling too much.

Jesus, I don't feel much about
anybody, really.

Nothing?

Not even angry?

No. Oh, er, pissed off, maybe.

Hm.

Leave it be.

How are we going for time?

Well...

You want your tits done?

Don't talk.

Uh, just shove my hands and my head
where you want 'em.

Yeah, yeah. Here.

HE GRUNTS

Right.

Well, the most important
is immigration.

Good. Hospitals
and homeless shelters?

Right.

Great. Thank you.

Um, well, I'm off track
somewhere near Lake Sylvan.

Paola from the cafe thinks she saw
smoke out here this morning.

OK. Thank you, Zena.

Are you early?

Hope so.

Did you sleep there?

I'll see you in an hour.

Shaved legs aren't a bit of a turn
off? Are they not a bit gay?

I don't know. For who?

I don't have a boyfriend.

Take a look at this, then.

Name tags, mate.

Excuse me, that's my seat. Yeah.

No, yours is over there.
Sit somewhere else, then.

MURMURING

Shh.

OK.

Tui Angel Mitcham,
12 years of age.

Matt Mitcham and Kimmie Wongsawat's
only daughter.

Eurasian appearance and she is at
present five months pregnant.

She was last seen at
the Paradise property.

The new residents, eight
females, said she arrived
by horse and stayed one night.

And according to Matt Mitcham,
she never came home.

But her dog did.

And her horse was found here,
on the Rees River bridge.

So, either she fell or...
How about we start with
the current situation?

I thought I was.

No, the clear facts. How long has
she been missing for?

36 hours. Well, that's not a good
sign already. Correct.

And let's also remember
we are looking at a crime.

Whoever did this to her might want
to hide her, or even eliminate her

to avoid the possibility
of a DNA match.

There was a case in Canada
and another in Australia

where young victims were found
with their wombs removed.

WOMAN GROANS
So, who are the suspects?

So far, it's the usual
family members.

Matt Mitcham and his sons,

Mark, Luke and Johnno.

But there is one other
possible suspect.

A Wolfgang Zanic.

He's on the sexual crimes
register as a paedophile.

He's 55, Austrian,
resident of Eel Creek, Laketop.

Two previous arrests
and one conviction.

He did time at Mount Eden,

two years, reduced from five.

Hmm. Is anyone aware of him?

Yeah, I know Wolfie.
Does a couple of shifts
at the Laketop pub.

Uh-huh. And? You don't want to
go up there interviewing him.

Yeah? Why not?

He's a deerstalker, Al.
He's got he's got a bunk bed
piled high with rifles.

Has he got a cellar?

I suggest a search warrant
for Wolfgang Zanic, Al.

Um...

Pete, can you review
his weapons licence? Yep.

Right now, I want to search
the river flats first.

And then sections of the bush
from the Routeburn Saddle
down to Greenstone.

Robin, hi. Uh, John. I'm
coordinating search and rescue.

Hi. Do you realise
you've nominated an area

of around 200,000 acres
of bush land?

No, I didn't know the acreage.

They don't want to be found
if they're hiding.

It's going to be difficult.

John, I'm sorry it's difficult.

No, what I mean is,
even if we do find her,

won't she just run off again?

No. Even if Tui manages to stay out
in the bush and keep alive,

what will happen
when she has the baby?

The overwhelming likelihood
is that they'll both die.

Don't mumble, Joy, speak up.

What about in primitive societies

where they get married early
and just

wander off lying
in the bush to give birth?

What about that?

I just think you're exaggerating.
In any case,

more than likely
she's already dead.

Could I speak
to you in the hall?

Now.

Now?

INDISTINCT CHATTER

What's this? About women
giving birth in the bush?

Oh, I saw it on a National
Geographic documentary.

Where did your wife give birth?
In hospital, right?

What I'm saying is that in Africa...
We're talking about a 12-year-old,

whose pelvis may not be developed
enough to deliver a full-term baby.

Thanks. I got to go. Sorry.
What?

Um... Excuse me...

There's a couple more matters.

I've set up a file, Wildbird.
Please add to it whenever
you have relevant information.

And also, I've put in a C24
to DNA test every male in
the Laketop area,

including teachers, coaches,
et cetera in Queenstown.

What? Al.
Now, has that gone through?

Don't erupt, mate. Or we'll
start with your DNA sample.

I don't want Officer Joy
on the team.

I think we got that. Good.

Why weren't they listening?
It was like...

"Yeah, yeah. Day two, she's dead."

Yeah. Maybe some of them.

This is nice.
Yeah, the coffee's great.

Local business community
set it up.

It's um...

It's a youth support scheme,
really.

We teach, er,
struggling kids hospitality skills,

they get a barista certificate,
then they can compete with the gabby
kids who've got manners.

Uh, Chase, the usual, thanks,
and for you?

Uh, skinny flat white.

Anything else with that?
There's a huh?

Mate? Mate, open your mouth
when you talk, OK?

People need to hear you.

Anything else with that? No, thanks.

Oh, you could understand that?

"Anything else with that?"

Yeah, these are some
of the graduates.

Hmm.

Tui.

Yeah. She was headed
for an old judge direction.

What was she doing? Shoplifting.

Hair clips, chemist stuff.

Hey, don't over-think it.
You did well today.

They're a bloody hard bunch
to win over.

Anyway, today did me good.
It was, um...

It was a good reminder.

You know, when you spoke, you spoke
with real heart. I like that.

I, um...

I didn't join the force
for the right reasons.

No? Does anyone? Hmm.

Thank you. When I was a teenager,

there was a murder in our apartment
block, a crime of passion.

These two detectives arrived,

very, very smartly dressed.
They were full of flare.

My mother and her friends
couldn't do enough for them.

And my mother ended up dating
one of those two detectives.

When he cheated on her,
she dated the other one.

So what's your story?

An avenging angel?

Don't know about "angel". I do.

So, er...

who's getting you all to himself?

What?

Sparkler on your left hand.

Oh.

Steve.

He's a cop, too, so...

He's a really good guy.
Oh, yeah? But?

But what?

Oh, that's the thing with good guys -
very boring.

He sets the bar high.

While I'm here, I'm going to have
a bit of a think.

Oh, you're going
to have a bit of a fling?

No. A bit of a THINK. Oh?

AL CHUCKLES

A think. Oh.

Al, look. I need a budget.

I need helicopters.

I want to search the river banks and
the lake and up into the bush.

One helicopter a day.

Two. We can cover the area quicker.

All right. But, um,
the lake's another thing,
that's 77-kilometres long.

And it's almost a kilometre deep
in some areas.

And what if she's in there?

Well, if she is, she's gone.

Well, what about Bob Platt?
I'm sorry, but if Tui
was weighted,

what with the water pressure,
she might never come up.

And Bob Platt wasn't weighted,
his death was an accident.

You know what my bet is?
Tui's going to come back
into the house one night,

curl up in bed, very grateful.

Very grateful?

No, I don't think so.

HELICOPTER WHIRS

How the fuck
could you leave her on her own

when you knew she wasn't well?

Stop talking about me, Dad!
You arsehole!

I had to fly back from Beijing.

I'm fucking fine! The hospital
wouldn't release her, right,

without a parent to sign.

Where the fuck were you?!

What are you doing here?

Are you out of your mind? Shut up!

You've got 15 minutes
to pack a carry-on bag.

That's all we can fit
in the chopper.

No. No, Jock.

HE SIGHS

He had the softest, softest fur.

Softer than, than, than anything
you could imagine.

And these,
these really big eyes.

You think it would be all gristly,
but it was really...

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

What's the problem, Jock?

I don't have a problem.

Actually, I'm getting
married again.

Quite a young woman.

We're having a baby shortly
and I...

I know that's all
a bit cliche, but...

No, the problem is Bunny's daughter.

Now, what sort of programme
do you run here?

No programme. No programme.

You must have some type of timetable,
a structure?

No structure. No structure.

So what happens here?

Nothing.

We stop. We don't think.
We don't do.

(Don't do.)

And you're the teacher?

No, no teacher.

She won't talk to me.
She swears at me.

She wouldn't sit next to me
on the plane.

How long have you got?

Oh, I have to get that helicopter
back in an hour,

so I would say... Mmm.

..five, ten minutes. Mmm-mmm.

Mmm.

Not enough, Jock.

Shit, how long do you want?

I don't know.
But minimum, seven days.

And no guarantees.

Seven?

Listen, I'm leaving Melissa with you
in your care

and if anything happens to her,
I'll come back in full force.

Big Mr Jock(!)

Can't look after your own daughter,
so you expect me to.

No. Don't accept.

Give him a chocolate.

GUITAR STRUMMING

You all right?

HE IMPERSONATES LEAD GUITAR

MOBILE RINGS

Hello?

Can you take me over Paradise?

That's where Tui was last seen.

Delta Echo Charlie.

I'm in Laketop looking to go over
the Double Barrel to Paradise.

Have you spotted any smoke?

ON RADIO: 'No, nothing yet.'

Welcome to Paradise.

See this clearing,
they call it Eden.

Oh, look, there's Eve as well(!)

Delta Echo Charlie,
heading north up the Dart now.

We'll go over the Saddle and come
back down the Rees, over.

HELICOPTER WHIRS OVERHEAD

Why weren't you at the search?

There's no point. There's no point
looking for your sister?

Here's her jacket.

Where was it?

Some kids found it down by the lake
edge where she went in.

Those kids didn't say anything
to you?

No.

For five minutes? Nothing?

What would she be wishing for?

You should never have
taken her back to Matt's.

I want to interview you.

OK. Well, what's your number?

Oh.

Mine's 021-967-4114.

You can call any time.

MUSIC: "Repo Man"
by Ray Lamontagne

# ..Don't fill my heart
with no pity... #

THEY TALK INDISTINCTLY

THEY LAUGH

I want to thank everyone
for coming here today.

You did the right thing.

'Course, most of us knew we weren't
going to find anything,

cos Tui's not stupid enough
to go camping in the bottom
of the riverbed,

but the powers that be
know better than us.

So we had us a search picnic.

Hope you all enjoyed yourselves.

Let's hear it
for the powers that be(!)

I still think
that Tui is up there.

That's what I think.

She's got the skills
to survive,

and she knows, my little one knows
that in her heart of hearts,

she can come home
whenever she feels like it.

No matter what she's done,
doesn't matter.

She can come home.

We're a small town

and we all know
no-one can hide anything.

Someone here...

..knows something.

I look at the mountains
and the hills

and I like to think of my little one
shooting deer, hunting,

doing whatever she needs to do
to survive.

What I can't bear...

..is the very idea...

..that someone has her
chained up against a wall,

holding my little one captive

so she can suck his cock
whenever he feels like it...

OK, Matt,
I think we get the picture.

You've had your little party.

So, if anyone wants to come forward,

not tomorrow, not next week,

not next month, not next year,

but right now,

it's your last chance.

If you are that person,

and you're holding something back,
then quite frankly,

you deserve to fucking die.

We'll fucking kill you.

Huh, Lukey?

Thanks, Matt.

I think, um... I think everybody
here, er, understands

what you, er, must be
going through at the moment.

OK, people, Matt's been kind enough
to put some money behind the bar so
everyone can have a drink.

Yeah, but they're only actually
for people that were there.

Excuse me, the drinks are only for
the people

that were on the river flats
between 12 and 4.30 PM, OK?

There's a few of you who weren't
here, like Penguin.

Fuck, I was... You weren't there,
mate. Pay up.

Boganville.

It is beautiful down there.
Just beautiful.

Tui should stay down there.

I'll tell her. I must tell Tui
all about this.

Buy me a vodka. Could you, could you
buy me a vodka?

HE MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY

You've got to
leave her down there, you see,

because it's so beautiful.
It's all so slo-mo.

Just leave her down there.

And you can get fucked.

Yeah, go get fucked.

Yeah, fuck off, Terry.

You from Sydney?

Not now.

Oh, sounds like you are.

Are you the detective?

Sounds like YOU are.
ALL: Ooh!

So, tell me, you a feminist?

Are you a lesbian?

You'd be better off being a lesbian.
Why's that?

Well, it's pretty lonely up here.

Because?

Well, no-one likes a feminist,
except a lesbian.

Well, that makes sense.

So I get a lesbian. What do you get?

Who would want you?

About 10,000 sheep.

They're up there in the cold and the
dark waiting for me. Sick bastard.

What? A sheep's vagina

is the closest thing
to a woman's vagina,

so I can get it whenever I want.

Anything with a pulse, eh? Fuck you.

Not as good as Thai pussy, though.

I mean, they make
all other women irrelevant.

Not just talking
about the sex, either.

It's the little fruit salads they
make you when you wake up. Bonuses.

MAN WHISTLES

You be careful.

Mitcham got himself a Thai lady.

Yeah, and we've got Tui,
our Thai poontang.

Excuse me?

Hey, what does it mean when a girl
gets around town wearing tiny shorts?

I don't know. What does it mean?

It means she's hot.

Or a slut.

THEY LAUGH

Jesus Christ!

The girl was 12.

Yeah, she's a liar, OK?
She tells a lot of lies.

I don't care what she said.
I'll collect the DNA of every man
in this town.

And when that baby is born,
one of you gentlemen
will go to jail. ALL: Ooh!

Well, I'm ready, love.
You can collect mine now.

Putty doesn't come in cups.

Ah, she's just a kid.
I don't come in cups.

You wouldn't catch me...
No, I don't serve you.

Come on. No!

Fuck! Good bloke, eh?

Except he's your main suspect,
according to that cop, Joy.

That's the gingerbread man,
Zanic. Zanic?

That's him? Yeah.

Shotover reckons he heard a girl
crying at his place the other night.

DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE

Who are you feeding?

My old lady.

May I come in?

Why are you snooping
around the house here?

That's Tui.

Ja. Tui.

She's wearing Lederhosen
because never enough boys.

I teach kids folk dancing.

Tui was a good dancer.

Pumpernickel?

I saw your charge sheet.

Ja, so...

..I'm not supposed
to work with children.

But you have been.

I don't touch no-one.

What happened in Auckland?

Long time ago now.

Uh, I was working...at hotel.

Cook. Good job.

Everything going OK.

Then...one evening...

..the most beautiful person
I ever saw in my life...

..come into dining hall.

That was a young boy? Yeah.

At first, he sit alone.

He order a hamburger.

Then his family come to dinner.

We get talking.

I realise they don't understand him.

They don't know him.

And they don't love him.

How old was he?

Ja, so...

..I'm sick, old man

who should be
looking for love of equals.

What you call real love.

But you don't realise,

something so pure,

so powerful.

You never have it.

I chuck up
on what people call real love.

I do big shit on real love.

I already sit in jail for him,
thinking about him.

I don't care if I tell you.

I love him.

And you can't do nothing!

Where were you last Thursday?

I am on medication.
No harm to anybody.

No danger to the people.
Not dangerous!

Someone said they heard crying.

I need to look through the house.

Is there a basement?

Oh, ja.

The basement.

Zanic?

I never hurt kids!

GUNSHOT

HE GRUNTS

DOGS HOWL

I never! Never hurt kids!

They said I hurt kids!

DOGS BARK

Tui? They lied!

Tui?

Tui, if you're here, call out!

GUNSHOT

Fuck.

GUNSHOT

Hello, Johnno? It's Robin.

I've done something a bit silly

and I'm going
to need your help pretty fast.

Where are you?
Do you know Wolfie Zanic?

Yeah, yeah, Eel Creek.

I'll be there in ten minutes.
'No, no, no, wait.'

He's outside and he has a gun.

Yeah, OK. Just lock the doors,
front and back,

stay away from the windows.
I'll be there.

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

MUSIC: "Six Months In A Leaky Boat"
by Split Enz

Wolfie, where are you?

Wolfie, step out!

Wolfie, can you hear me?

GUN IS COCKED

You're OK. (It's OK.)

I'm alone. It's all right.

It's OK. You're fine.

Wolfie. Wolfie, it's fine.

I didn't do nothing.

I know. I know.

I know.

I didn't do nothing.

I know.

(It's OK, it's OK. Put it down.)

WOLFGANG CRIES

Robin!

I NEVER HURT KID!

Do you want to come in
for some tea?

I'd like to, but I can't.
I've got someone waiting.

OK.

Thanks.

Hey, can you deal with that?

Al, I have the paperwork for the
Mitcham search warrant.

Can you look at it?

I heard you got into a bit of trouble
last night.

You got Mike Bolt with a dart.

Yes. Happy accident.

So he wasn't annoying you?
No. He just got in the way.

They're self-policing up there.
Back-up's an hour away. You be
careful. Everything OK? Mmm-hmm.

There you go. Ta.

You heard from Tui? Nope.
You're not worried at all?

She can look after herself.

She'll come home when she's ready.

Well, we're going
to do a bush search.

She'll see you coming, man.

She'll be watching everyone
from the top of Mount Earnshaw.

What did you do to Bob Platt?

Nothing. I wasn't there.

Yeah, no more accidents, Matt.

We're, um...we're going to have to
search your joint.

I'm not having the police in there.

No way. Or is this one
of your detective's ideas?

It's going to happen.

Why haven't you got
rid of that bitch, Al?

What, like an accident(?)

Why aren't you in
the women's camp, hmm?

That's where she was last seen.

I want you in there.
I want you to get in there

and check on those fuckin'
bitches' visas...

Hey, Matt, don't tell me
how to do my job.

We, um... We've identified a suspect.

What the fuck are you talking about?
Who?

You know Zanic, the Austrian fella
who teaches the kids folk dancing?

Uh-huh, what about him?
He's, um... he's a convicted
paedophile.

How long have you known that?

Huh?

Can you open this one, please?

Hey, how long have you been engaged
for? Five years, almost.

Whose is this container?

It's where we keep all the dead
children(!)

Do you think it's really important to
be sexually passionate
with each other, after that long?

Is this yours? Yep.

Are you Anita Schultz? Yeah.

Your visa's good
for another two months.

After that, you'll have to renew it.

Is this your first marriage? Yes.

Hey, no-one has a happy marriage.

Well, no-one here.

My husband,
he was a workaholic and alcoholic.

Could you get the key, please? Yeah.

Is this everyone?

I've got nine passports here.

There are two people missing.

Is that how many people
there are, nine?

Yes, nine. So where are they?

GJ is resting.

Barry, my husband,
he also lied all the time.

Couldn't face any kind of reality.

That's normal.

Who's GJ?

She's asleep.

No. Not now.

She's looking for the girl?
Yes, I am.

She's not here, lady.
That's for free.

Searchers search.

All the bitches
here are searching for love.

And when they don't find
that, for enlightenment,

they don't find anything.

Not one of them.

Are you travelling on a Swiss
passport?

GJ's a Swiss national.

How are your knees?

Pardon?

You will go down hard. Bang.

The search will bring you low.

To the ground. On your two knees.

That's right.

No-one likes it.

Face in the dirt.

Hi. Hey. Steve.

He asked if you could give him
a call the minute you came in.

Where were you? We were expecting
you home last night.

Hi, it's me.
'When are you coming home?'

(Hi, Mum.)

'Where's your commitment, Robin?
It's getting ridiculous.'

Come on, Steve. She's a 12-year-old
girl. What do you expect me to do?

STEVE SIGHS

'I don't like what's happening
to you.'

So how long have I got?

'Not long.'

I don't deserve you.

'Come on.'
No, I mean it.

'I've got to go.'

Why don't you just marry him?

Yeah, why don't I?

I'm hoping he'll find
someone better.

Do you love him?

I don't know.

Oh, fuck!

I never got to the
doctor's appointment.

Shit. It was yesterday, right?

Mum, what happened?

No more chemo.

That's good.

Isn't it? Isn't it?

Yeah, it is good.

I don't have to put any more poison
through this body.

Well, what did he say?

There's more here
and there's more here.

And it's not going away.

That's it.

Do you want a cup of tea?

COUPLE CHATTER

COUPLE CONTINUE CHATTING

Get out of the way.

Move away.

Move!

The Mitcham warrant. OK.

I hope you're ready,
cos Matt's going to love this(!)

Let's go.

MUSIC PLAYS ON CAR RADIO

# ..Life is a roller-coaster

# Just got to ride it

# I need you... #

You OK in there?

I'll take care of Matt,
don't worry about it.

You just do the searching, OK?

Pull over, please.

SHE VOMITS

Nothing to do with me, is it?

No.

Mitcham loves to find people's
soft spots and poke them.

The only person who ever
had it over him

was his mother - she used to flog him
with his father's belt.

Bloody horrible woman,
terribly bitter.

What, are you two friends?

No-one's ever really
friends with Matt.

Still, I'm close enough to regret it.

Afternoon.

Come on,
what kind of handshake's that, huh?

Sweaty.

We need to check through the house
and all the sheds.

I'll do the sheds, you go on in.

What the fuck's going on?

You said you'd resist this.

Er, it wasn't possible, mate.

WOMEN CHATTERING

What's his old man like?

Just eats meat, drinks beer,
eats meat, drinks beer.

A real man's man! Yeah, well. Maybe.

Hey.
SHE GASPS

If you want to use a toilet,
you can use my en suite.

I saw two ladies leaving.

Must have been the cleaners.

I know. Hopeless, aren't they?

Your boss wants you.

I'll sort it out when I get back.

Robin?

Any sign of the girl?

OK, we're on our way. Bye.

It looks like we've got our guy.

Wolfie's hung himself.

He left a suicide note.

What about Tui, Al?

What's happened to her?

When you get to the
edge of the universe,

what's so scary?

A lost little girl

with a secret growing inside.

Come on, Al, someone's obviously
been harassing him.

Look at his house.

OK, Miss Marple, I know this,
all right?

'Adam and Eve, Garden of Eden,

'the coming of the serpent.'

Sometimes, maybe once in your career,

a case come along that fits
so tightly that you can't let go.

Can't we do a bit more of the wrong
thing before we do the right thing?

I know you from somewhere, don't I?

SHE SOBS

ECHOING: TUI!