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Kia ora, listeners. My name is Toby
Buchanan, and you're listening to my

crime podcast, Small Town Scandal, where
I try and solve the mystery of who

killed my Uncle Mitch.

This is episode five.

As of last episode, I found some CCTV
footage of a car driving onto Uncle

Mitch's road.

And now before he died.

Yes. And that's 38 minutes after.

I couldn't make out the number plate,
but I did clock some other key details.

Before I could investigate, though, I
had a few things to take care of. A

catch -up with friends and a quick pitch
call to an old friend across the ditch.

Kevin. Hi, Belinda. How are you?

Thanks for picking up.

Oh, yeah.

Anyway, I sent you an email with the
first episode of my podcast.

Did you happen to listen to it all?

I listened to it.

You did?

Oh, great. Thank you. Well, great.
That's awesome. Thank you. Yeah, I'll be

straight with you.

It's pretty average.

I was intrigued, though.

You were?

If there's a satisfying ending to this,
then you can definitively find whoever

it was that did your uncle in. Then
you'll publish my podcast?

I'll think about publishing your
podcast.

Belinda, Belinda, Belinda, thank you.
Yeah, that's great. Calm down, there are

no promises. I'm still most likely to
say get lost with it.

And if we're to beat this Mrs Moth
podcast, I'll need something by the end

the week. Otherwise, it's no deal. Bye.

Yeah, no problem.

Yeah, so with that... But there was no
time to celebrate becoming a

podcaster. It was time for dinner with
my old school crush, Katie Jerram, and

her cop husband, Matt McKenzie.

Get in, Tubbs. Oi.

Don't just stand there like you shit
yourself. Come on in.

Sorry. Sorry.

Shoes? Oh, yeah.

I just thought you'd know this whole
thing was Katie's idea.

What is?

You'll find out.

Oh.

Er, Tubbs, this is Honor. Honor, this is
Tubbs.

Toby.

Toby. Hi.

Hey.

Well, I might leave you two to get
acquainted while I acquaint myself with

another Boruski.

Chuck us that ice cream, mate.

Settle down, Melmaninga.

Hi.

And we met the other day at the
Hypermega store.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, nice to meet you again.

Watch out, you're arsehole.

Looks like someone's getting on like a
house with a fire.

Hi, Toad. How's it going?

Do you want anything from here, Girthy
Gherkin? A piece of carrot.

Nice.

Katie, you look... Your hair looks
amazing.

Stop it. I look like a dog.

Oh, you brought wine?

Sparkling red.

I haven't had this since I was like 14.

Cute throwback, Toad.

Get this down, you big boy.

Pop that away.

Yeah, yeah. No, I was just thinking
maybe, um, maybe, uh... I'll show Tubbs

man cave.

Yeah, but he's only just got here, and I
think maybe they should be patient.

That's fine.

I'll just leave the girls a bit of
gossip time.

Okay, don't be too long, all right?
Dinner's nearly up. We're having

now. Oh, yeah.

Great.

Sure. Come on. Yeah.

Here we are.

Fruits of my labour.

So, uh... On.

Pretty cute, huh?

Yeah, you know, she seems really nice.

Katie reckons you'd make a good couple.

Can't see it myself, but, uh...
Challenges, eh, mate?

Yeah.

Now, listen.

I didn't want to say in front of the
girls, but, uh, we've decided to take

another look at your Uncle Mitch's
death.

Yeah. Total ball leg, but there are a
couple of, well, let's call them

being raised.

Seriously? What kind of questions?

Oh, I'm not at liberty to discuss police
matters with civilians, but I will say

we're looking at a person of interest.

Hey, you haven't seen your old man
around, have you?

My dad?

No,

he's over in Oz.

Well, if you do see him, I suggest you
let us know.

We'd love to have a wee chat.

What do you want to chat to my dad
about?

Man's a bit of a moron, isn't he? I
mean, he's got a record.

It must have been tough watching his
brothers rise to success.

Imagine being a dropkick and then your
brothers out there making millions.

Enough to make any man jealous.

Especially a bottom feeder like Bruce
Buchanan.

No offense.

Okay, my dad wouldn't kill his own
brother.

Yes, dad has his problems.

But, you know, he's not a murderer.

And besides, he's not even here. He's in
Australia. And also, my dad is a good

guy. Your mum agree with that?

Look, they split up because my dad is
useless.

Well, not useless, but he... Like, she
doesn't hate him or anything.

Oh,

shit. Better not keep on awaiting.

Hey, uh... Just remember...

If you're used to it, Dad does drag
himself into town.

I want to be the first to know.

Dad!

How's the party going?

Do you think Dad's in town, Mum?

The police have found that he could be
here, and I just tried to call him, but

he didn't answer.

I called him yesterday. You were there.

He was still in Cannes. Are we sure
about that, though?

Well, yes.

That's what he said.

Well, he was intoxicated, though.

If he was in town, he would have called
us. I don't think he came back to... No,

you're right. He's not in town. He
came... Who are you, Tom?

Pinch it off, mate. We're all waiting
for you to eat. Must be a monster of a

shit. Are you calling me on the toilet,
Toby?

Yeah, I want to be a tit, mate.

This is good.

I heard you were making a podcast.

Whoa, whoa. Not anymore, eh, Tubbs?

I love podcasts.

Give me a murder mystery and a bag of
burger rings on the couch, and I'm in

heaven.

I love burger rings.

That's well.

Um, do you listen to David Patterson?

I love David Patterson.

Oh, who's David Patterson?

You know the Mrs. Moss theory?

Oh, Mrs. Moss. That's the serial killer
babe.

Yeah, she infiltrates gangs and then
kills them brutally.

Actually, she kills non -gang members as
well.

Really? She's still at large? Oh, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah. They haven't caught

her yet. Well, I hope she's not hiding
out around here. I mean, in the latest

episode, they said they think she is
around here.

What? Don't tell me that. Matt, do you
know about this case?

Oh, my God. What can you tell us?

Oh.

Oh, Matt, come on.

No, I can't. Come on. Tell us. Tell us.
Tell us with your mouth. I'm not going

to say anything in front of these guys.

My podcast is about the suspicious
circumstances around Uncle Mitch's

Well, it was.

So we had that conversation.

Mitch died of a heart attack, so I guess
that's solved.

Do you know what solves cases?

Police work.

Not your little...

Podcast.

Actually, I investigate podcast shed
light on new evidence all the time.

All right.

It's all about Grimm for me.

You know, I think that a podcast about
horse breeding would do so well.

Horse breeding?

Hey, no one wants to hear a podcast
about guys who wank off horses.

I do. I'd love that. It's more to horse
breeding than jerking off horses.

Are you okay?

Guys,

we're going to be a few minutes. Are you
okay?

If you need some frozen peas, they're in
the garage freezer, okay?

If you do go in there, can you get the V
&A set?

There was no need for the frozen peas,
but I did go and get the Viennetta I

bought for dessert.

Funny how such a little decision could
yank me right back into my

Oh, fudge.

What the...

Heck, the car in Katie and Matt's garage
was the one on the CCTV footage going

to Uncle Mitch's place the day he died.
The cartoon family confirmed it.

And then it hit me.

This was the very car that Katie had
driven me to the hotel in.

Why was I such a goober that hadn't even
noticed that?

Or had it maybe been Matt, who was using
Katie's car for pointing the finger at

Dad to get me off the stand?

Oh, that's really interesting.

Oh,

there he is.

I thought you might have found the dead
body.

Oh, don't. Thanks, Toad.

This is just Matt's terrible joke about
my garage freezer.

He thinks that's where I'm going to keep
my victim.

I bet you've tucked into a few
viennettas in your time, have you, Toad?

Oh, no, um... No, we only had Viennet at
special occasions at our house. How

classy.

And it was at that moment, thinking
about my audacity to blame my dad for

hideous crime, that I was tipped over
the edge and regrettably went on the

offence.

So who was driving?

The car in the garage, I saw it on the
CCTV footage, driving onto Uncle Mitch's

road the day he died.

I was just wondering which one of you
was driving the car.

I don't think you know what you're
talking about there, mate. That's

car.

Yeah, that one's my car, but I wasn't
driving.

Sorry.

What are you saying about the car?

Were you just casually visiting Uncle
Mitch?

At his mansion the day he died. Is that
what happened? I'm sure I like your tone

there, mate.

Yeah, but I'm sure it's got nothing to
do with his actual death, does it?

What? Don't be.

What is this?

What are you implying? I guess I'm just
asking Katie what her car was doing on a

dead end road arriving an hour before
Uncle Mitch died and then leaving

after he died.

You know, and whether she reported that
to the police or not. Wow.

You know, half the police force is here
in this arsehole.

I think it's time for you to leave. You
clearly had a bit much to drink. Time to

go home and sleep it off, eh? I haven't
even had one beer.

Yeah, well, some people are more
sensitive to booze. Give us your keys.

No, I'm not giving you my keys.

I'm not giving you my keys. No. Give me
your keys, Tubbs. I'm not giving you my

keys. Give me your keys.

What are you doing? Give me your keys.

What are you doing?

Give me your keys.

Easy,

easy, easy.

The next morning, with frogs in the
fields bearing down on her, Mum was in a

foul mood.

Keep still, Cousin Carol. I'm trying to
pin it.

How did the dinner go?

Oh, not good. I had a big fight with
Matt.

Over Casey? Oh.

Toby, she's a married woman. Whatever,
Katie. Mum, whatever. I don't even like

you like that. Oh, please. You've been
pining over her ever since primary

school. Do you remember Katie Jarum,
Cousin Carol?

Oh, yeah.

Wasn't she quite bosomous?

Oh, yes.

Even an intermediate, her mother made me
put darts in her school uniform.

Oh, you would have made such a cute
couple.

Whatever, Mum.

Oh, go catch that for me.

No, I don't want to.

Stop being so childish.

Hi.

Hello.

I brought your mum's car bag.

Oh. And I just parked there. I hope
that's okay.

I think so.

I really wanted to apologise for last
night.

What, for your kids attacking me or your
husband manhandling me and stealing my

keys?

All of that, that you said I'm sorry
about.

Maybe we can just forget about
everything.

Well, unless you're going to tell me why
your car was at Uncle Mitch's when he

died, I don't think I can just move on.

Toby, it's not that simple.

Mum

said

I need to drive you home.

So I drove Katie home in absolute
silence, unable to shake the feeling I

sitting beside Uncle Mitch's attractive
killer.

I didn't know how to broach the elephant
in the room, but thankfully, like the

insect, Katie did.

Okay.

Toby, I have to tell you something.

When Mitch died, I was there.

Holy fudge. Was my relentless
investigative grind finally about to

I didn't do it, and I don't know who
did, but I was there.

I went to the mansion to blackmail
Mitch.

But I can explain.

When... I've...

When I first heard that Mitch was
selling the business, I panicked. You

he'd promised me a management position
at the Newcastle branch, and I thought,

this is my way out of Te Hoi Ho.

And so I went to Mitch's mansion.

I go there sometimes to help him with
his computer, because he's such a

I made these photos of us, Mitch and I.

Illicit pictures, you know.

Damning ones.

But I just made them with Photoshop and
AI.

I planned to blackmail him into putting
ahead with my Newcastle promotion, but

then I lost my nerve.

And I thought, well, I'd better get out
of here before anyone sees me, you know.

And then I heard Mitch talking with
someone outside.

That's when I heard the scream.

Um...

scream that's when i heard the scream
and i i

panicked i wasn't thinking straight i
forgot about the goddamn photo then i

and see what all the commotion was he
was already dead i didn't know what

to do and i thought it's probably gonna
be really bad if anyone sees me here so

i just i just so i just ran and i ran

And I kept thinking, like, I should have
gone back and I should have called

somebody. But I was so scared.

When I saw you at the mansion after the
funeral.

Heidi? I was just trying to take the
stupid photos before anyone saw them.

Toby! Am I still there?

I hope so.

Toby, it's so awful.

I've been so stupid. And I'm sorry that
I lied to you. This whole thing.

I mean, it's just a mess, you know, and
I think... I really

think it would be better if Matt didn't
find out.

Can you just... just give him a ring a
day?

And say... say he got the wrong car.

I mean... Half the mums in Tohoiho have
a Hyundai.

Um... Yeah.

Easy. Oh.

Oh,

it's gone to voicemail.

Leave a message.

Okay.

Um... Yeah.

G'day. G'day, mate. It's, um... It's,
uh... It's, um...

Toby, I'm so sorry about last night. I,
um, I was so drunk. I was so drunk.

And I looked at the footage again, and
it could be anyone.

Every mum in Tohuya has a Hyundai.

And it wasn't Katie.

It was the wrong car.

Bye.

So Katie's confession closed some doors
but it opened others.

So she wasn't the only one there at the
mansion that day and who was this

unidentified man whose voice she
overheard?

In any case, I've decided to head to the
mansion to corroborate one particular

part of her story.

If Katie was telling the truth, the
envelope with the incriminating

would still be in the home office of
Uncle Mitch's mansion.

She'd done a great job with the AI, but
they were very graphic.

Yeah, I'm so sorry, mate.

I guess I just wasn't thinking straight
last night.

I'm genuinely sorry.

What?

The message I left you. Mate, I don't
check my messages. No one checks their

messages. Anyway, your drongo dad's been
spotted at the memorial park here in

town.

No, Matt, my dad is in Australia. That's
where he lives. He's there.

No, no, no, no, no.

He's here in Tohoiha.

It's been confirmed. And we have reason
to believe he's connected to the murder

of your Uncle Mitch.