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('GOOD MORNING MR ROCK'N'ROLL' BY HEADBAND PLAYS)

Hey. Good timing. Thank you.

# In my younger days, I used to dig that rock'n'roll

(LAUGHS)

# Gave me such a high and really supercharged my soul

# Whoa, those good days are back

# Good morning, Mr Rock'n'Roll

WOMAN: You need to find that sense of truth...

# The words were kinda silly but the rhythm made you get up and jive

# We had Long Tall Sally who used to make my body... #

Hi. Can I have this one?

Yes, of course you can. That is $20.

Thank you so much.

Great. Another 20 bucks.

Markets like this are how I got my start, Edward.

I'm not gonna turn my back on the locals.

Yeah, maybe another few hours

and you might make your stall hire back.

You don't have to be here. Oh, you know why I'm here.

And I'm not leaving until I get what I want.

Then settle in, Edward. Grab an apron.

(SCOFFS) As if.

Thought so.

Hi. Hi!

Wow, these are gorgeous. Thank you.

Which ones do you recommend?

Well, if you're not getting it for your TikTok...

Uh, no. (LAUGHS)

..then I would just go for the sample box.

OK. Mm, that sounds good.

(GASPS) I will be right back. OK.

Honey?

Got any cash?

Come on. (LAUGHS)

(SCREAMING)

Oh, shit!

OK, no-one in the car, handbrake left off.

They're saying freak accident.

You just never know when your time's up.

Some of us do.

Aunty Abundance Lovejoy said that I'm gonna be ruling the rest home

well into my 90s.

If only that poor young woman had had a tarot reading.

BURNSIE: What difference would that have made?

Well, she would have been at the tarot tent

instead of in the path of that car.

Fair point. Mm.

You OK, love?

Yeah, just...feeling this one a little bit.

Can I just say I am bloody glad you forgot your wallet.

Mm.

(KISSES)

Frankie Bolton, 30 years old, owned a confectionery business.

Yeah. Krystal Kreations. Yeah.

The owner of the car had his keys with him

and was with his kid on the bouncy castle.

He left the handbrake off? He swears he didn't.

So, not a freak accident.

It was deliberate. Targeted.

Hold that thought.

The owner also reckons this doesn't belong to him.

Hand sanitiser.

Clean-freak killer. Well, it's quite common, actually.

Met a few in my time.

Hey! Wait up!

Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You alright. What are you - a cop?

Helping with the investigation.

I'm Frankie's boyfriend.

Oh, mate...

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Have you spoken to Constable Haira yet?

Why? Were you here when it happened?

Yeah, but I was getting a coffee.

Who the hell would leave their handbrake off

at the top of a bank like that?

Well, it looks like it was let off deliberately.

Hey? Who would do that?

Hoping you can help me with that.

Oh, shit.

That arsehole. That piece of shit.

OK, OK. Who? Tell me who.

Edward Handler.

Handler Business Coaching and Brand Activation.

And co-owner of a market stall selling candy.

Oh, it's more than that, honey.

They had stockists all over the country, overseas.

She would do an Instagram drop,

and it would sell out in minutes.

Edward Handler has a YouTube channel.

Business and life coaching bits. These are gold.

Edward says if you want to optimise your business,

you have to get up at four in the morning.

Thank you, Hudson.

People actually watch this stuff? He's got 200 subscribers.

200 people want to watch this ding-dong shaving?

Well, Andrea's manky cat had over 6,000.

If more people want to watch Andrea's cat do cat things,

you really should give up.

So, the successful business coach, not so successful.

Maybe IRL but not here.

Oh, wait, wait, wait. Guys, don't you want to watch his gym workout?

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES) His morning meditation?

COLE: Nice place.

Candy business must be booming.

It is.

So, you and Frankie Bolton...

Oh, we met at a networking event. She was after some advice.

But you ended up more than just her business coach.

I thought Krystal Kreations might be a fun investment.

I was right. Well, it's a gorgeous product.

Are you just an investor or more hands-on?

Oh, no, hands all over it.

Accountant. Strategist. Marketing expert.

But now I actually don't have Frankie's recipe.

She was a flake. Never wrote things down.

A flake?

I don't want to be callous, but it is frustrating.

So, you and Frankie were arguing that morning?

What was that about? Why would you say we were arguing?

Her boyfriend told us.

Who? Oh, Rat Boy?

Bunny Basher?

Are you talking about Troy Shipton?

You know he shoots rabbits for a living?

He's in pest control. He kills things.

Come on, do the math.

Anyway, uh, Troy's... Troy's not her boyfriend.

She kicked him out.

For the last two weeks, he's been living in his van by the beach.

Oh. (CHUCKLES) On me.

Whoa!

That is a sugar hit.

Troy points the finger at Edward. Edward points it back at Troy.

You know, if a pest control guy wanted to get rid of someone,

wouldn't he just, you know, poison them?

That is SO good.

Unless it was a spur of the moment thing, like rejection or...anger.

What do you reckon?

I reckon we follow the pointing fingers.

Ha!

G'day, Troy.

Pete Coleman, we met earlier today.

This is my wife, Vinny. Hey.

What are you doing here?

We were gonna ask you the same thing.

According to Edward Handler, you and Frankie weren't together anymore.

(SCOFFS) Edward's full of it.

Oh, he also said that you were living in your van,

and...you do appear to be... living in your van.

Frankie and I were giving each other space.

It didn't mean anything.

Do you still have a key to Frankie's house?

Might be good for us to take a look. No.

You're not going to Frankie's place.

Troy, I'm really sorry you're having a rough time,

but we are trying to find an answer.

For Frankie. For you.

You sure you don't want to let us in her house?

100% sure.

VINNY: We've still got two men accusing each other.

One who claims he loved Frankie and his heart's broken.

The other one's worried she took the recipe to the grave with her.

Well, I ran a check on Troy Shipton.

Oh, yeah? Anything?

Cannabis possession. Eight months ago.

Not a huge amount, just personal use.

But, as a result, he has had his firearms licence revoked.

Well, that's not good for someone in pest control.

Maybe that's what he and Frankie were fighting about.

Her career's taking off. He's just lost his job.

Possibly.

Well, he definitely didn't want us anywhere near her house.

I've put in a request for a search warrant. It'll take a day or two.

Plenty of time for Troy to get in and remove evidence.

Jamie, maybe you should go round there.

Once the warrant comes through.

Yeah... Hey, hey, Vinny?

Let the man have a steak on his night off.

Of course. Sorry. Sorry.

Who wants salad?

(CHUCKLES)

('EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT' BY PRINCESS CHELSEA PLAYS)

# La, la-la-la, la-la

# La, la-la-la, la-la

# La, la-la-la, la-la

# La, la-la-la, la-la

# My boy, he wrote

# My boy, he wrote to me

# My boy, he looked

# He looked at the stars

# La, la-la-la, la-la

# La, la-la-la, la-la

# I feel scared

(SCOFFS)

# I feel scared

# My boy, he wrote

# My boy, he wrote to me

# Everything is going to be... #

(PHONE BUZZES)

Hi, honey. Where are you?

Just, um, wanted to take a sneaky peek at something.

You're at the victim's house, aren't you?

I am standing in what looks like a very glamourous meth lab.

Frankie was a cook.

Mm. Sugar.

Right. Different kind of addictive substance.

Not the kind you'd usually get killed for.

Mm. Alright, well, get back here, alright?

Steaks are ready. OK, see you soon.

Yep. Bye.

(GASPS) Don't...move.

I'm Vinny Coleman. I work with the police.

Let's put the weapon down.

You're not a cop.

Call Constable Jamie Haira. I have his number.

He's having dinner with my husband right now.

Why are you sneaking around my neighbour's house?

You're Frankie's neighbour?

Can you put the knife down?

I was just getting my mail,

and I saw someone moving around in here

and I thought, "That's not right."

So, you grabbed a knife?

Yeah. From...inside.

Why are you here?

Like I said, I'm working with the police,

looking into Frankie's death.

A car ploughed into her. It was in the paper.

You sure you're not robbing the place?

Ellen, is it?

If you could just put the knife down, then we can talk properly.

Oh...

Sorry.

Can you, um...

..can you tell me about Frankie's partner, Troy?

I don't trust him.

Why's that? Well, he's controlling.

Manipulative.

Two nights ago, there was a fight.

Two nights ago?

Troy said he hasn't been back here for a couple of weeks.

No, lies. He couldn't stay away.

Did he drive that car into her?

I'm trying to figure that out.

How can I help?

Um...

..turn a blind eye while I finish my little look-around.

Must be exciting.

Car chases, arresting people.

Oh, nasty.

It's times like this I wish people composted.

What are you looking for in the rubbish bin?

(CHUCKLES) Never know till you find it.

Looks like you HAVE found it.

Did Frankie mention selling her business?

Oh, gosh. 1.2 million!

It's a big offer, except she's just tossed the contract.

Mm. Maybe holding out for more.

Hmm. Um, thank you, Ellen.

Constable Haira will be back here in a day or so.

Oh, you're so welcome. And... I'm really sorry about the knife.

It's never a good idea to confront an intruder like that.

Even if you're armed, they could easily turn that on you.

Yeah, I...didn't think about that.

Should I give you my phone number in case something else comes up?

Yes. Just pop it in here.

Oh... I'll text you mine.

I'm really glad you're doing what you're doing.

'Cause someone needs to pay for what happened to Frankie.

Agreed.

A seven-figure offer from a big confectionery company

to buy Krystal Kreations,

and Frankie has screwed it up and tossed it away.

Hmm. Why?

Maybe that's what the argument with Edward Handler was about.

Mm.

We need to talk to him again.

Well, according to his morning routine videos,

he'll be up in about...

..huh, yeah, four and a half hours.

Well, that gives us plenty of time.

Oh...

Thought you'd be tired after a long day.

I don't know, there's something about being held at knifepoint

that really gets me going.

Whoa! Back it up.

Oh, um...Frankie's neighbour, Ellen, thought someone was breaking in

and she grabbed a kitchen knife. And...?

And...I explained who I was, she was very, very embarrassed.

Well, did you tell her to call the police next time

instead of running around with a... Of course.

And do I need to tell my wife not to rush off by herself

into a dangerous...situations?

Mmm.

Ugh!

If we're not careful, Maxine will end up wife number six

and we'll have Burnsie permanently in unit three.

When is he leaving?

Where you guys off to?

Looks like the girl who was killed at the market

was deliberately targeted.

Any idea...why?

Well, Vin found a strong lead. Business partner had motive.

Oh, great.

I mean, uh...uh, well done.

Uh, but why don't you let Jamie deal with all that?

You guys should take a holiday, enjoy your retirement.

Retirement we never asked for, you mean?

Do you guys want to vote for employee of the month?

Well, you're the only employee, Saffron.

So, easy decision, then.

Is that your cleaning trolley down there?

Oh! Yeah, I was wondering where that went to.

Seriously, Cole, have you been to the South Island yet?

I hear it's beautiful, especially this time of year.

We can't leave our motel, Burnsie.

Of all the crazy, weird decisions.

(ENGINE REVS)

(RINGS DOORBELL)

Morning.

Oh! Have I woken you up?

Your business coaching videos say you get up at 4am every day.

What do you want now?

Oh, just to, um, ask about the amazing offer you and Frankie had

for Krystal Kreations

and what you did when she said she didn't want to sell.

No, I don't have to talk to you.

Well, he didn't want a yarn.

Did you get a read on him?

Dodgy as anything. Oh.

(SIGHS) Hey, should we, um...?

No. Oh, come on.

Vin... No, we're not...

Just a teeny, tiny, little warrantless search.

You are bad. (LAUGHS) You love it.

Come on.

Could have done it with a card. Window's easier.

Oh, honey. The good stuff.

Almost as if he's been... Celebrating.

OK, what are we looking for?

Well, paper contract would be...great.

It's probably on a computer, though.

Yeah. Here we go.

Ooh.

Probably gonna need a password.

Yep.

Um...winning?

No. I love money.

I...love...money.

No. Kandy with a K.

Like Krystal Kreations.

OK, good.

(COMPUTER DINGS)

But, no.

Does he have a pet or something?

Hang on.

H-U-D-S-O-N.

(COMPUTER CHIMES)

Boom. What? Hudson?

Yeah. The boyfriend from the videos.

Honey!

There it is. Top of the emails. Huh!

Edward signed this deal selling the candy business at 11pm last night.

Uh-huh.

He sold, Jamie - the day after Frankie died.

So, he just let you take a photo of his computer screen?

Not exactly. It's fine.

The point is Edward benefited from her death immensely.

So, how'd you get this picture? Really, it doesn't matter.

You don't wanna know. If you've broken in...

No. No, no, there was a window open.

We can't use this as evidence. No.

But you can go into an interrogation with knowledge,

and that's what matters.

I'll bring Edward Handler in for some questions.

Hey?

Shall we?

Frankie wasn't gonna sell. She just paid for a commercial kitchen.

What if Edward wanted to sell?

She'd have told him where to shove it.

Edward did this? That's what you're saying?

So he could sell her business?

It's one theory, mate. Don't do anything stupid.

Nothing stupid?

I'm gonna grab my rifle and blow his head off.

Troy...

Right, what rifle? He lost his firearm licence.

And I didn't see a gun stashed in that van.

There's a gun safe at Frankie's place.

Van's not here.

Can't have been that fast. Shit, the door's open.

Oh, hell, he beat us here.

Edward's.

Hey. I've just been asked to go to the police station for questioning.

Has Troy Shipton been here?

Why am I being treated like a criminal?

Does he know where you live? What is happening?

Vin!

Oi, dickhead!

Oh!

Oh, my God!

(TYRES SCREECH)

Well, that was unexpected.

And then he threw, honestly seven eggs at my house and myself.

Well, that's assault, right?

It's wilful damage at best.

And not a serious enough offence for police to investigate.

Well, my business partner is dead. Is that not serious?

About that, it's come to my attention

that you recently sold the business you and Miss Bolton owned together.

Well...what's that got to do with anything?

Can you tell me exactly when you made that sale?

Was it around 32 hours after Frankie was killed?

I'm...I'm that cold, am I?

(SCOFFS) Edward, the ink isn't dry on that deal.

OK, truth...truth is without Frankie, the company's worthless.

I had to offload, otherwise I'd lose my investment.

Look, there was $1 million there for the taking.

Oh, now we're getting somewhere. It's just good business.

Mate, if Frankie was still alive, she wouldn't have signed that deal

and that money would not be in your account.

I'm not sorry. He had it coming.

Well, I'm glad it was only eggs and not bullets.

My rifle's at Frankie's place.

No, the gun safe is wide open.

I haven't been to Frankie's. Not since she asked me to leave.

Come on, Troy, you were with her two nights before she died?

No! She wanted space. I gave it to her.

Ellen Bragg says she heard you fighting.

Ellen from next door?

She also said that Frankie found you possessive, controlling, jealous.

What the hell would Ellen know about us?

Well, she is Frankie's neighbour and her friend.

Frankie hated her!

That's not the impression I got.

Ellen's a miserable cow.

She complained to the council about the new kitchen.

Said she hated the smell of sugar.

My girl was a beautiful human who saw the good in everyone.

Not even she could find a thing to like about...Ellen.

OK. Good. Bye.

I said thank you.

Yes, I did.

Yes, I...did.

Well, Cherie from the council confirmed

that Ellen had made a whole lot of complaints about Frankie.

About the Krystal Kandy lab? And the rest.

Two noise-control call-outs for music.

One complaint about an overgrown tree.

Another complaint about a mattress left on the side of the road.

Neighbours at war?

Ellen said they were friends.

See, I would say that too, if I had just murdered someone

and a used-to-be cop was asking me about it.

Neighbours at war spills into murder?

Anything's possible.

Only one way to find out.

Cheers.

Can't wait to hear what she's got to say.

Yes. Good morning. Um, is Ellen home?

Oh, good, real estate agents.

Just what I want on my front doorstep. Piss off.

Oh, no, no, no, we're not real estate agents.

Um, can you let Ellen know Vinny came past?

Get her to give me a call. Why would I want to do that?

Please, just pass it on. She's got my number.

No. I don't.

I've never met you before in my life.

Hold on. Um...

You're Ellen? No, she's not.

Uh, are you trying to be funny? S-Sorry.

Is there...is there someone else who lives here with the same name?

Goodbye.

SAFFRON: Well, here's Ellen Bragg's Facebook page.

Interests include racism, homophobia and canaries.

OK, um, does she have a daughter or someone else living with her?

Just give me a second... Ooh!

She's selling a VHS player. I need a VHS player.

Firstly, w-why?

My new GF has a pile of tapes in her wardrobe she won't talk about,

and I need to check that out.

Um, can we take another look at the victim's socials?

Maybe 'Not Ellen' is a friend of hers.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, just hold on.

Are you buying the VHS player? Saffron, can that wait?

Charlie from the pub called. Someone handed in my wallet.

Oh. What, you dropped it?

Apparently.

Any light shed on Ellen?

Can't believe she sucked me in, whoever she is.

She was holding the mail with her name on it.

Whoa! Ellen has actually posted about scumbag kids nicking her mail.

OK, so...'Not Ellen' went to a bit of effort to be someone she ain't.

And she was in Frankie's house. Why?

Uh, who's this?

Uh, the, uh... the victim's neighbour.

Isn't actually the neighbour. I got played.

Um, it happens.

What, um...

..what kind of woman was she?

She looked fairly normal. Friendly enough.

Mm. Once put the knife down.

There is that.

Uh, Cole, um, you got a minute for a...brief chat?

Yeah, yeah, when I'm back. Won't be long.

Are you checking out or...?

It's me again. Uh, it'd be good if you could return my calls.

Uh, I need to know what you're up to.

Call me back.

Oi! Shit!

What are you doing, skulking around here?

Do you have to follow me around everywhere?

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Uh, I'm not decent.

No, you're not.

Uh, it's... I'm just, um...

I know what you're doing, Clayton. You're running away.

Something's come up. I've got to get the next bus.

What? So, you're not even gonna say goodbye to Vanessa and Peter?

(SIGHS) Maxine...

..it has been a pleasure spending time with you.

I have to leave now.

Police business.

I was married to my ex-husband, Barry, for 19 years.

Uh-huh.

I learned how to spot a liar.

And I'm looking at one right now.

Hey.

Hey. Ah! Thanks, Charlie.

Thank the person that found it.

God, it's good to see you, babe.

Sorry. I know you don't like surprises.

Come on. Let's talk.

Bloody hell. You look so terrified.

Is that why you ran away to New Zealand?

You thought my family were gonna hurt you?

How long have you been here?

Uh, how did you get my wallet?

It was in that silly car your wife drives.

Ellen...the neighbour.

Vinny's not what I was expecting.

Then, let's face it, I wasn't expecting another woman at all.

The thing is, Pete, I knew who you were.

And all that rubbish about not screwing the boss's daughter,

waiting until we were married,

I thought, "This guy's a gentleman.

"Or he's a cop."

You never said anything to your father...

No.

I covered for you.

Told my cousins you were the best lover I ever had.

What do you want, Kat?

Why do you think I didn't warn anyone?

I could have stopped it all. The whole thing.

My brothers would be home. They'd be free.

But you would have been incinerated. You know that. And I...

..couldn't have that.

I loved you, Pete. Still do.

I was doing my job.

I've got business-class tickets back to the Gold Coast.

A job, Kat. An assignment.

It may have started that way.

Listen...

..I chose you.

Even after everything you did to us, I chose you because I love you.

Oh, Kat...

This is my life. I'm married.

This is not who you are. She's not...

You think you're stuck with this existence.

But my family won't - they can't - hurt you, Pete.

Come with me.

I'm sorry.

Vin!

Ah, Cole, uh, I was just leaving you a note.

I've just seen Katriona Beckett. Yeah, about that, I...

Don't tell me. Mate, listen...

Don't you...

The hand sanitiser in the car.

Kat's a germaphobe. And Vinny was at that stall!

What did you do?!

I never expected that anyone would get killed.

That's what they do, that family!

Mate, Cole, she told me that you were soul mates.

(CHUCKLES) And you believed her? She was very convincing.

Who am I to say...? How much...?

How much did you sell us out for this time?

(EXHALES)

We gotta get outta here. Me and Vinny.

Vinny?! Vinny?!

Hey?!

Vinny?

Hey. Where's Vin?

She just got a text and boosted. Something about a new lead.

Oh, shit.

Shit!

Vinny.

Hi. Thanks for coming.

Who are you? 'Cause you sure as hell not Ellen.

Come on in. I'll tell you everything.

So, who are you?

You honestly don't know?

Well, I know you killed Frankie Bolton.

Yeah, I did do that.

And I feel bad because, from what I can tell, she was a nice person.

From what you can tell? Are you a hired killer?

Well, I wouldn't be a very good one,

because I missed, didn't I?

The reason Frankie died

is because she was standing next to you.

I'm Katriona Beckett, visiting from Queensland.

Oh, my God... Cole...

Don't panic. It's just me.

Dad and my brothers can't exactly go anywhere.

OK, I'm gonna go now.

No, you're not.

I see you got into Troy's gun safe.

Well, I wasn't planning on killing anyone, you see?

OK.

I know you want revenge,

but Cole was just doing his job.

It wasn't anything personal.

I don't want revenge.

I want Pete.

I don't think your husband's been honest with you, Vinny.

About us.

(PHONE BUZZES)

VINNY: Thanks for calling. Please leave a message.

Vinny, hon, call me back as soon as you get this.

Where's Kat staying?

I don't know, Cole.

Look, Vinny's gonna walk through that door any minute.

She's got that shark instinct... Stop talking.

OK.

Kat likes luxury. It'll be somewhere...flash.

Saffron!

We need to find out which Airbnbs and holiday rentals

are currently occupied.

Employee of the month is on it, boss.

High-end ones first!

The day I arrived, I was just getting a feel for the place.

And then I saw you.

I mean, I knew you existed. Burnsie had said.

But...it was a shock, seeing you with him in the flesh.

So, I did what I did.

(SCREAMING)

You were following me.

That's how you turned up at Frankie's house.

Yeah, I was gonna knife you then and there, but...

..I got curious.

What has Peter told you about me?

Uh, we had a 'no questions asked' policy while he was on the operation.

Sure you did.

No, I wanted him to get the job done,

however he needed to integrate.

If he had to screw his way into your family...

(GUN CLICKS)

Oh, you're smart enough to know how this works, Katriona?

Police wanted your family's operation, their violence, to stop.

And Cole did that.

He stopped it.

I'm really proud of him.

So, these five are super-spendy.

And out of these five, these three are unavailable for the weekend.

Not that one. Only 4.7 for cleanliness.

Kat has a thing about germs.

OK, well, that leaves us with the yurt and the one on the hill.

Who is Kat? Show me the one on the hill.

Um...

Five-star rating for cleanliness. Is there an address?

It's the only road up there. You can't miss it.

Shit, where are the...?

Oh! Vinny took the T-bird.

Maxine, I need your keys.

Yeah.

OK, good. So, she's...

Wait. Cole, let me come with you.

Ugh! (GASPING)

Saffron, get this man's bill ready.

He's checking out.

OK!

KAT: This was my 40th.

I was so depressed that Pete organised me a surprise party.

Pete and Dad. Dad loved him.

Refused to believe he was a cop. Couldn't fathom it.

Our favourite restaurant.

Little road trip we did to Byron Bay.

So, as you can see...

Cole's very, very good at his job.

Vinny! Cole, no...

Oh, you found us. You're right. He is good.

Cole...

Vin... I know. I know.

It was work. Look, I get it, Pete.

You didn't have a choice, betraying my family, my dad, me.

But I'm offering you a way out.

OK.

So, let's talk.

Kat, we can talk...in private.

Vinny should go.

We can talk on the plane. Come home.

I am home.

What - living in a motel, making beds, cleaning toilets.

No, Pete, that is not you.

You don't know me, Kat.

Pete...

..we leave here together,

or you stay here with her and a bullet in her head.

Ooh, I can't believe I was sleeping with the enemy.

Easily done. Slim pickings around here.

Vanessa and Pete have been gone for a while now, haven't they?

We could call Jamie.

We could call Sigourney Weaver.

The bosses around? No, they're not Jamie.

And, quite frankly, I do not have a good feeling about any of this.

Well, who are they with? 'Cause I've confirmed Troy's alibi.

Coffee cart guy had his EFTPOS receipt.

What's up?

Well, you know the whole,

"Are they hiding? Who are they hiding from?" thing.

There was this woman who was pretending to be another woman.

And Clayton's picked up. He's just...just boosted.

Straight after Cole bopped him on the...

That was amazing, actually. Best thing Cole's ever done.

Oh, shit.

The undercover thing. Undercover.

I called it.

Burnsie's outed them again. Again? Good God!

I should have smacked him over myself.

Where are they?

The Airbnb on top of Old Slipper Hill Highway.

Kat, please, stop, OK?

Walk away. Get on a plane. Go home. We can forget everything.

Oh, like hell we can.

She killed Frankie Bolton. Vin...

You murdered an innocent woman,

and you are not walking away from that.

She's hilarious. Kat, come on.

You don't want to do any of this. No, I don't. I want it to be easier.

I already paid Burnsie a lot of money to find you.

Corrupt prick.

This is taking too long. Get outside.

Now! Whoa, Kat!

Hey, Kat... I can't shoot her here.

It's an Airbnb. I'll get a bad review.

Move it.

It's OK.

Now! OK.

Come on, Kat...

You don't want to do any of this.

I don't want to do this, but she's ruining it.

Look, I know we had some good times together,

and...and I don't blame you for being born into this life.

But Vinny's not...

Just put the gun down.

He doesn't want me to shoot you

and, let's be honest, I don't want it to become a thing between us.

So...be better if you just jump.

Do it! Kat!

Kat, OK. For God's sake, I'll come with you. I'll come.

Are you just saying that? Because now I don't know what to believe.

Enough! I'll come!

This isn't you, Pete. Kat...

Running a motel with a dull wife and a boring marriage.

Cole... Surf's up.

Sometimes you can't say no.

Vinny!

Oh, my God.

Shit, she did it!

Aaah! Pete! Aah!

(GRUNTS) Aah!

Ohh...

What are these?

My marriage...is not that boring.

Are you OK? Are you injured?

Oh...

This is definitely not as soft as it looked.

Bold move, Vinny. Today's been the greatest.

Vin... Tell me she hasn't gapped it.

No, I got her, cuffed up there.

Cuffed? Yeah.

They were, uh, in Maxine's car.

(LAUGHS) Respect!

Yeah. Cool.

Hey. Hey.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm...OK.

Actually, I don't know...

(PANTS)

I have some questions.

VINNY: I've been thinking...

COLE: Mm.

Me, too.

I know we said 'no questions asked', but...whatever you want to know.

I don't need to know anything else, Cole.

I know you love me.

You did what you had to do.

You know I was... A gentleman.

And a cop.

Hmm.

I love you, Vin.

I know.

What I was gonna say is, um...

..do we have to leave?

Or is the next member of the Beckett family gonna roll into town?

They're all in custody.

Which means...

..I mean, we... we could go back to Sydney.

Mm-hm.

Do you want to?

I feel like we're making a difference here.

Yeah.

It feels like home.

Plus, my sisters hate you

because they think you ran out on me for 18 months.

Mm. And your sisters are more terrifying than Kat.

(LAUGHS) Let's not even talk about my mum.

(SIGHS)

So, we're staying. Yeah.

Hmm.

Yeah, I reckon we are.

Home, then.

Home.

('HOME TO MY LADY' BY THE FOURMYULA PLAYS)

# Home, home, home to my lady

# Oh, I got a need

# And I've gotta be there

# Home, home, home

# I'm going home to the sweet, sweet love

# I'll get tonight from my lady

# When I get home, the first thing I'm gonna do

# When I go through that door and see my lady

Hmm.

# I'm gonna lay my head in that warm bed... #

Well, you won't have got far without that, eh?

(LAUGHS)

# Oh, home, home, home to my lady

# Oh, I got a need

# And I gotta be there

# Home, home, home to my lady

# Oh, I got a need

# And I'm gonna be there

# Home, home, home

# I'm going home to the sweet, sweet love

# I'll get tonight from my lady. #

Captions by Red Bee Media

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