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I was hoping if I could get my engagement ring back.

Oh, running away from something doesn't mean it's over.

That ship has sailed to calmer, kinder waters.

Look, the rest of the team, they do their bit. Whether you like it or not,

will you.

Uh, what is this? That's for patrol at the football.

Welcome to the team.

Constable Clark.

Just wanted to return this.

Let's see if it still fits.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome again to the Dolphin Cove Bowl Club, where today

is part of Bush Ranger matches as Dolphin Cove take on visitors with red

Ladies and gentlemen, all your matches are now set in the upper green, but down

on the lower green, it is high at 20, and the match has come down to the last

10. How are we tracking?

Can't read the scoreboard.

Tide. 20.

Last two bowls. It's down to Ted and Artie.

Come on, Teddy.

Come on.

Come on, mate. You got this.

Good one, Ted.

Good one.

Oh, I think your husband just clenched it.

Hey,

wait a minute.

He slack -lined it. He's doing me out of the game.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, just look at it. He got the string off -centre.

Trying to make it look like mine's further away.

Well, that's out of line.

Typical bushrangers.

Robbing me blind.

Never in my life.

How dare you? Dad, your heart. Settle down. How dare you?

We'll be reporting this. You should be chucked out of the league.

You always have been a cheat, Ted Haddon.

Oh, that's enough. That's enough, Ted. Do you for a salt as well?

Show's over.

I'm suspending this match.

No result.

Inside for drinks.

We could all stand to cool down.

Yeah! Woo -hoo! There you go, Rita!

Another snap of the real win!

Oh, no, who knows? The match was a fan.

Bit livelier than usual today.

I'm so embarrassed you had to step in.

I don't know what came over me. No, we all wanted to give him a clip.

Look at them, acting like they own the place.

All right, everyone, last drinks.

I'd better get a lager for my worthy opponent, then.

And one for you, young fella.

I don't want anything from you.

Fair enough.

get one for yourself. Come on, Teddles.

A hard feeling?

Bottoms up.

Midsom! I've said a million times, no one touches Bill's gum.

All right, all right, all right.

Hello, fellas.

Let's go.

I thought our bushranger Bill could shoot anyone with that old piece of

Pow, pow!

Catch you on the return match, bushrangers.

You all right?

Oh, yeah, just a bit of heartburn.

Look, I can finish up if you want to head off. Oh, no, no, no. Fine.

What was that?

I don't know.

Did you hear that?

Where did it come from? It was just outside.

You just stay behind me, Evelyn.

What on earth? We don't know.

You should know that the boss is here.

Shocking. As a witness.

Scene secure.

The other witnesses are ready for their statements.

So still can't quit bowls?

I don't want to quit bowls.

I hate bowls and I am quitting forever. That was you, wasn't it? I'm

competitive, Mackenzie.

Is that a crime?

Is this why you said no to barefoot balls for our Christmas party last year?

I said no because I don't enjoy playing with amateurs.

She's a competitor.

Moving on.

So, big game? Yes.

The Bushranger match. That's what we call it when Dolphin Cove plays Red

Named after him?

Bushranger Bill.

You're on the site of the Black Tuesday siege.

He was smaller in my old school books.

Legends have to grow, my dear.

Wow.

Yeah, where's the body?

The green.

No, no, no.

Stay.

And wait to be questioned with the other witness.

Victim is Arthur O 'Farrell. Everyone called him Arty.

65 years old.

Leather club at 3 .25pm.

Gunshot heard by five witnesses at around 4 .10pm.

Look here.

Exit word?

Yeah. Bullet?

Uh, haven't found it yet.

So if they angled it, since the exit wound is three centimetres higher than

entry... Based on the position of the body, roughly here?

Mm -hmm.

Bang.

There.

I'll get a ladder.

Is the victim a regular opponent?

It was a surprise to see Adi here.

Who was that?

He was a late fill -in.

Ted saw his name on the team sheet this morning.

So you knew him?

Yes, we all did.

I didn't.

Senior Sergeant Strong?

Oh, um...

the first time I met him was today.

Artie grew up in Dolphin Cove. He used to play for the club.

Until we threw him out.

And when was that?

Years ago.

Forty. Or thereabout.

Why? We don't really bush range of material.

We're an honourable club.

And he wasn't honourable?

If you'd seen his behaviour today, you wouldn't need to ask.

What happened today?

He accused me of cheating.

You've always been a cheat!

Ted Haddon, it's a straight -up lie.

Well, I'm not proud of my behaviour, but I am not, and never have been, a cheat.

Ted's not a volatile man.

He's stayed predictable, no fire in the middle.

I just mean, he's not capable of shooting anyone.

Thank you, darling.

Typical Artie O 'Farrell.

Trouble, that whole family.

His father was endlessly broke and forever trying to scheme people out of

dough. And Artie was even worse.

There he is.

With the rest of us before he left the club.

Looking as smug as ever.

I don't like to speak ill of the dead. Then don't grin.

Okay, can you all talk me through your movements this afternoon?

Artie and his team, they leave at 3 .25.

Just after the bar closed.

Let's go.

Except he must have come back.

Did any of you see him?

And then you heard the gunshot?

Definitely. Where were you? In here.

Who else was with you?

No one.

I was just in the kitchen, cashing up. Okay.

I've taken the rubbish out.

Ted?

I was in the men's.

Bit of a funny tummy.

You're on job.

I can get it. I'm up here now.

So,

how did you pull up after the game?

Oh, you know, the boys tied one on like you wouldn't believe.

Did they?

Should have seen me. I was an absolute mess.

I did see you.

What?

I gave you the ring back.

Do you have forceps?

When? Well, now, if you could.

Yeah.

The ring. When did you give it back to me?

After the game.

Oh, that checks out. I woke up fully dressed and found it in my pocket.

Do you really not remember me giving it to you? I don't even remember you being

there. Really?

Really. Like I said, I'd had quite a few.

Something?

That does not look like a bullet.

It's a lead ball.

From an old gun.

No one knows where he ended up.

But Bushranger Bill was never seen in Dolphin Cove again.

Oh.

Fascinating. Excuse me.

This gun's been fired.

That's not possible.

Grandpa welded up the nipples.

Sorry, what do you mean?

It's how you stop it from working. This gun doesn't fire anymore. At least

that's what Grandpa always said.

Well, it was fired today.

But not while I was here, because I was standing just right here when the shot

was fired.

Was the gun still on the wall? Yes, yes, because I just straightened up this

photo right here.

This is the lead ball that killed Artie, and this is the gun that fired it.

But it was on the wall when Artie was killed.

Then how did the killer use this gun to murder Artie O 'Farrell if it never left

the wall?

So, Artie was shot at 4 .10.

Ten. And he left at 3 .25.

We need to establish everyone's movements up until that time.

Everyone would be in and out.

So everyone had immediate access to the gun. But no one took the gun off the

wall, I would have noticed.

Okay, according to one witness, no one took it off the wall.

Well, they didn't.

Sorry.

I think you need to... What?

Go home.

Mackenzie, I'm the senior sergeant. Yes, but you're also a witness in a murder

investigation and a potential suspect.

Careful.

Go home until we clear you.

Don't worry, boss.

I'll keep him in line.

By which I mean I'll follow instructions and provide a full report upon your

return.

Could anyone else have come into the club?

The main gate was locked when Artie left.

Is there another entrance?

Lovers Lane.

What's Lovers Lane?

Oh, come on.

Even I know about Lovers Lane. Hey, I'm going, I'm going.

Seriously, what is Lovers Lane?

How do you know about this?

Everyone of our age knows. It's where kids went to, you know.

What?

Oh. Hence the name.

Oh.

So you two... Oh.

Okay, here we go then.

Whoa.

Is it his?

Yep. Arthur O 'Farrell.

And he bought it two weeks ago.

This is where he came back in, then?

Still wet.

Get Reggie and Felix to look for blue paint on their search?

Yeah. Okay, so he leaves after an argument on the green, but goes back

be murdered.

And somewhere in between, someone chucks paint on his car.

I'll get my kit.

Colin, hang on a tick.

You were out with Glenn after the football, weren't you?

Celebrating my best mate's 300th game.

Absolutely. Sweet Lord above.

I cannot keep up with those lads. I mean, I'd put a fair few away in me

But they're animals.

He was. He was a bit tipsy.

You mean completely leathered?

He told me he passed out on Frankie's dog bed when he got home.

Reckons he might have fleas.

Absolute shambles.

Felix, I need you and Reggie to look for blue paint on your search.

This one's milled.

Hmm.

Anything? Half an empty can of energy drink.

Blood donor card. Ah, good for him. Not the energy drink. That stuff is poison.

No paint?

No. Readers either.

Just a couple of old Bush Ranger Bill badges.

Can this place fit over Bush Ranger Bill?

No, he's great.

He stole from Cove's very own Robin Hood. He stole from the rich, gave to

poor. I mean, is that really so criminal, Felix?

Technically, yes. Oh, come on. This is where Bill held off 12 coppers on his

own, then disappeared, but not before he... Delivering 10 pounds to every

household. Yeah, yeah, I know.

To every household is all I'm saying.

What do you mean, Bushranger Bill shafted your family?

Not just mine.

You know, all the white fellas all collected 10 pounds back in the day?

And all of us missed out.

I'm sorry, Felix.

You know his partner was a black fella?

Ah, really?

Yeah, that's what my nan reckoned.

Bill gets all the flashy hero paintings with his poxy gun and I reckon they

touched up his beard as well. Oh, with his suspiciously luscious like... Yeah.

See that?

Blue paint.

Good find.

Yes.

Turn that off, please.

It's a bit loud, sorry.

Mission A's.

Looks about your size, and that matches the colour of the paint we found tipped

all over Artie's car.

What are you talking about? I didn't mess with his car.

And it matches the paint on your cuff just there.

I threw the paint.

That's it. I didn't kill him.

So, Artie insults your dad. You get angry. You want payback. But it wasn't

the insulting. Dad's got heart troubles.

He had a bit of a turn at my birthday a couple of weeks ago and spent a night in

hospital. They gave him the works. He's not supposed to get revved up.

So, you confronted Artie?

He caught me throwing the paint in the car park, but that was it.

Then he got in his car and drove off.

He didn't say anything about you putting paint on his brand new car? Not a word.

That was the end of it. Yeah, well, you just, you left it at that. Yeah, I went

straight back to the club.

To take the gun off the wall and go and find him? No.

I messed with his car.

But that's it. I came back to the club, and the next time I saw Artie was when

we found him on the green.

Dead.

Here's what we know.

Artie O 'Farrell and Ted Haddon had a stand -up argument over allegations of

cheating. Artie then left the club at 3 .25pm and Mal Haddon poured paint all

over his car.

Artie then returned to the club using a disused rear entrance of... Lover's

Lane. Yes, thank you. Thank you.

He came back in and was shot dead on the green at 4 .10pm.

We don't know who had a motive to kill him and we don't know how the killer

managed to shoot him when the murder weapon was on the wall of the clubhouse

the time.

OK, first principles, background check on Artie. He ran a fishing business over

the years in Red Bluff. Didn't do too well, he filed for bankruptcy last year.

Yet he bought an expensive car two weeks ago.

Record?

Effective rate of 80 % in B grade. He's known as the Southpaw of the Bluff.

And that's why they say never trust a lefty on the green.

Police record.

Oh.

Sorry. Other than the bankruptcy, he's clean.

I've got the club financials for you to go through, Felix. And Rika sent me this

photo from today.

There's Artie.

With a gun behind him.

The gun that no one saw move, but somehow was fired.

It doesn't make sense.

There is someone else who is in the clubhouse who had access to the weapon.

She is a potential suspect.

Until we find a way to clear her.

Leave it with me.

Can I come too?

I'd buy tickets to see that show.

Mac, hey, what are you doing here?

Thought your mum might be here.

Family dinner night?

Unless that's changed.

Mum hasn't changed her routine since 1992.

I've got to warn you, though, I would not say she's enjoying being on the

Oh, what else is new?

Right.

I'll go get her.

Come on in.

Hey, Mum.

You in here?

Oh. Hey, Mac.

Make yourself useful and grab me a strainer.

Oh, no, no. Other drawer. Sorry.

The other one next to that.

Okay.

Amazing.

Thanks.

Are you here for dinner?

I'm doing carbonara and we have wine. No, just here to clean Phil.

Oh, I thought you were here to take my badge as well.

You know I can't place you in the clubhouse.

You were on your own.

Stacking chairs.

Yep. Okay. How do I prove it?

CCTV doesn't cover all the entrances.

And a mobile phone trace, it wouldn't be targeted enough.

You called triple zero?

Yes, but that was after we found Artie.

You've done your steps, well done.

Since when do you wear a smartwatch?

Well, I got it for her birthday.

Yeah, it's actually very good.

Yeah, I told you. Yeah, but does it have GPS? Yeah, GPS, steps, heart rate

monitor, even does the swimming for her. So you can track her movements.

that she never left the clubhouse. Yeah, easy. It's on the app.

Yeah.

You know, unless you took it off and then you'd be able to move around

you liked.

But it wouldn't register her heart rate if she did.

And I want it back.

I need it for my laps in the morning.

Yeah, will do.

Fancy that.

I'm not a murderer. Look at that.

Best present ever.

Sorry Daisy held you hostage for dinner.

Yeah. I expect the ballistics report tomorrow as compensation.

Can do.

You should go easy on the wines tonight.

You don't want to end up in the dog bed again.

I told him that in confidence.

Do you have fleas?

I don't have fleas.

I have a minor skin irritation from the fur.

Gross. Not my tidiest performance overall.

No. No, it's... It definitely wasn't that.

I can't believe I embarrassed myself in front of Constable Clark.

I'm on the waters from now on.

Constable.

What?

You called me Constable.

After the football, you... I was wearing Felix's stripes.

So what?

So you remember calling me Constable, but you don't remember putting a ring on

my finger 15 seconds later.

How'd you go on, didn't I?

Of course I remember, Max.

You do?

It wouldn't be the first dumb thing I've done after a few beers, would it?

No. I'm sorry. I was embarrassed.

Let's just pretend it never happened.

It never happened.

See you tomorrow.

no one knows about Bushranger Bill's mate?

Midnight Moe. Was that his name?

Nah, no one really knew his name. They didn't even bother to learn it.

That's what I called him.

Midnight Moe.

Yeah. Nan said that they fell out over the split and went their separate ways.

But Bill wanted Midnight Moe's gun back. You know, reckoned he bought it, he

should keep it. Midnight Moe rode off into the sunset.

No, they never saw each other again.

Really? Wow.

Oh.

Thank you.

Finding those shoes, that was... Yeah, that was great work.

Oh, it's no big deal.

You're too good to be in one stripe for much longer.

Okay. Make sure you're not.

I will. Thank you.

Oh, there she is.

Oh!

Yay! All right, enough of that rubbish.

Okay, so where are we at?

CCTV.

CCTV.

Only covers...

The front of the clubhouse.

Everyone in and out.

Just as the boss said. Hang on.

Didn't Helen say she was taking the rubbish out?

Uh, yep.

I was taking the rubbish out.

Well, she hasn't got any rubbish with her. When does she come back in?

Here.

And then she goes back into the clubhouse. And she threw something in

One sec.

Here we go.

So what is that? Is it like a ticket or something?

Did we go through the bins?

I bagged them. Just need sorting.

Well, let's get into it.

I'm not criticising Mackenzie, but before you came back, we never had to

through rubbish.

Is this an old tyre?

Yeah. I got it.

Really? I don't know.

What does it say?

Our spot.

4pm.

Does it say who it's from?

Artie.

That's his handwriting.

Our spot.

Artie and Helen were having a relationship.

Once upon a time, yeah?

Why didn't you tell us?

Tell you what?

We went out 40 years ago. It was nothing.

He and your husband come to blows over a bowls match.

That was so silly, as if there's some great rivalry between them. But Artie

I were over long before Ted was on the scene.

Yet 40 years later, he writes you a note and you come running.

Was it really nothing?

No.

Was it nothing?

What happened?

We were in love.

Well, yes, I was.

I wanted to marry Artie and spend the rest of my life with him.

Why didn't that happen?

One night, he just left.

No explanation, he just disappeared.

That must have been awful.

It's probably for the best.

Mum was happy, at least. She was never a fan.

And all this time, you've never contacted him, never asked him what

Well, he didn't want me. What else was there to say?

I met Ted, we got married, and then there was a baby to think of.

Sorry?

Can you say that again?

I met Ted, we got married, there was a baby to think of.

Artie leaves 40 years ago.

Ted has his turn at Mal's 40th recently.

Sal's poor of the bluff.

They're both lefties.

Artie's Mal's father, isn't he?

And he never contacted you?

He didn't know.

No one did.

You never told Mal or Ted?

No, this is my secret to hold.

Ted's given his life to me and to Mal. He's a good man. I was... I'm lucky to

have him, even if he's not what I imagined.

When did you find the note?

After the game. He left it for me by the register.

You must have wanted answers.

Yeah, well, of course I did.

He shows up, makes trouble with Ted.

He's playing games, you're angry, so you go to your spot.

I could never kill him. I loved him.

I think I always loved him.

So, yeah, I waited for him by the Morton Bay fig.

I shouldn't have gone out there, but I needed to know what my life would have

been like if it was different.

How do you forgive someone for leaving like that?

I didn't forgive him.

I just wanted closure.

The Moreton Bay fig.

That was your spot.

But he didn't show it.

Again.

And now I'll never have it.

Shut the front door. So Mal is Artie's son.

Surely that changes everything.

Artie being back is a threat to Helen's marriage, relationship with her son.

Strong motive.

Only if she's being honest about nobody else knowing that Artie was Mal's

father. You think she's protecting her family?

Possibly. And why didn't he show up to meet her?

And if the meeting place is here at Morton Bay Fig, what's he doing on the

green? Probably watching the poor woman cry.

I'd shoot him too.

Oh, Richie. No, I call it as a fit, Phil.

Jill, it comes back to the gun. Even if Helen did shoot Artie, the gun was on

the wall the whole time that she was waiting for him.

Mackenzie? Hmm?

I think you're going to like this.

So I'm going through the club accounts, and look, two weeks ago, $25 ,000

transferred to AO Voting.

AO? Adults only?

No, no.

Arthur O 'Farrell.

Any sign of that money in his account?

No, but we didn't know he kept his business account open.

So he got paid off by someone at the Bowers Club? And then he bought a new

Who's the club treasurer?

For the other one, why would I ever pay Artie a cent?

To get rid of him.

What? I hadn't had any contact with Artie for decades.

Until he suddenly turned up yesterday and started calling me a cheat.

Didn't he used to go out with Helen?

Years ago.

And he did a runner.

Pathetic. She hasn't even thought about it since.

Did you know that he was Mal's biological

father?

What?

Says who?

Says Helen.

Of course he is.

She really never told you?

No, detective.

She never told me.

It's a lot to process.

But we need to know what you sent Artie money for.

I told you I didn't send it.

You're the treasurer. You have access to the money.

That's not how things work. Those titles don't mean anything. We all pitch in.

We all have access to the account.

Does Mel know?

I don't think so.

Please don't tell him.

Just give me some time.

I don't feel good about that.

I had to ask.

A piece of information that could just destroy a family, and we just tell him.

It feels so mean.

It's murder.

It's always mean.

Ballistics. And?

I can confirm without a doubt, Bush Ranger Bill's gun is the murder weapon.

How is that even possible?

That's one for you guys to answer.

Gunshot residue test came back. They're all clear.

Oh, okay. Well, this visit was helpful. Hang on.

There's a set of prints on the weapon.

Whose? Rita DiStefano.

There we go, then. Oh.

I'll ring you with anything else.

Great. Great.

Great. Great. Yep.

Well, I'll go then.

Cheers.

Oh, hello, detectives.

You've missed Fringe Club, I'm afraid.

Your prints are on the Bushranger Bill gun.

Of course.

I'm there every day, cleaning, organising. I even mowed the lawns till

over. My fingerprints would be everywhere.

OK. So why did we only find your prints and not the Red Bluff players?

Because I wiped the gun down when we were packing away.

Those Red Bluff reprobates had their frubby fingers all over it.

You didn't mention that when we questioned you.

You want me to list every tiny thing I do around there?

When it comes to a murder weapon, yes.

Well, I didn't know it was a murder weapon when you asked me.

You paid Artie $25 ,000 last week, didn't you?

Where would I get $25 ,000 from? From the club accounts.

You said it yourself. Your fingerprints are all over the club. Is that included

in the books?

What reason would I have to send money to that man?

Did you know he was Mal's father?

Not until an hour ago when I heard from a devastated Ted.

Poor Mal.

What's he going to think?

Uh, phone records.

Artie's mobile.

So, Artie called the club two weeks ago.

Do you know why?

No idea.

Well, he spoke to someone for over four minutes.

Any idea who?

No.

Artie, Artie O 'Farrell.

Still causing trouble from beyond the grave.

There's no way to tell you who he spoke to.

But I dug around those dates and I found this.

The day before Artie called the Bowls Club, there was a transaction from Mal's

credit card at Gary's coffee shop in Red Bluff, which is about 50 metres from

Artie's house.

You went and saw Artie?

Why? Mal's 40th.

Ted had a turn.

Dad's got heart troubles. See, it's not supposed to get revved up.

So... Spent the night in hospital, had blood, the work.

That's what Mal said. Felix, can you fetch the contents of Mal's locker for

Yep.

You people are unbelievable.

I've just found out my whole life is a lie and now you think one of us is a

murderer. Just found out?

Yeah. You didn't go to see Artie two weeks ago?

You got a coffee?

Gary's in Redloft.

It's a long way to go for a coffee and a pretty average one at that.

Is it because of this?

The blood donor card dated from two weeks ago. We found it in your locker.

My guess?

You decided to give blood after your dad's heart scare. Do the right thing.

the blood types came back and you realised you couldn't be his son. Am I

closer?

He's low -type, I may be.

What led you to Artie?

The picture on the wall.

That was it?

A blood test and a picture?

Well, it's not just any picture.

Sometimes I'd go in and I'd see Mum looking at her when she thought she was

her own.

I knew it meant something to her.

So that was the first place I started.

But Artie turned me away.

He didn't want anything to do with me, and that was the end of it.

At least now I know why I've always been such a screw -up.

You're not who your father is.

He's not my father.

I don't care about blood groups or biology. Ted raised me. He's my father.

And I couldn't have asked for a better one.

Your biological father completely denied you that that is a pretty strong

motive. They all have motives. What we need is one simple answer.

How did the killer move that gun without being seen? How did they get it back on

the wall again? If we can understand the how, we can understand the who and

understand the why.

It's Daisy.

You might want to get down to the surf club.

Hey, Daisy.

Hey, thank you. I think it's getting a bit loose.

I don't think... I think you're his favourite person.

You know, I tried to convince him to leave, but he's refusing, and I've got a

special event tonight.

Well, Gran was right.

I'm an O 'Farrell after all.

Trouble.

Look at Artie. He never changed.

I think Mum would have learnt her lesson the first time she'd been down on him.

So you spoke to her about it.

She won't admit, after all those years, that she was ready to turn her back on

Dad Ferrari.

And you still stood her up.

Probably said it was all right.

Cab, cab here.

I got it.

Come on, bud.

Can manage on my own.

Just trying to have a drink.

Poor bloke.

What if it wasn't their spot?

The Moreton Bay fig.

I mean, why wouldn't he show up if he left Helen that note?

You think she got the wrong location?

Or what if the note wasn't left for her?

Well, who was it for?

How did Artie afford to start his fishing company when he left Dolphin

Maybe Bush Ranger Bill left him a tenner.

It's all yarns. Oh, you don't believe it?

There were two bush rangers.

Wait.

What? Two bush rangers.

Bill, he's Blackfella partner.

Sorry.

Sorry, everyone. Sorry.

Two bush rangers.

There's history.

There's myth.

And then there's what happened.

It's all in the yarn.

Reggie, do you still have access to the school library?

Yeah. Uh -huh.

How

do

you turn a fact into a myth and then a myth into a legend?

I mean, the answer's pretty simple. It's just time and a good storyteller.

Everything about this crime is the difference between fact and myth.

This was a murder a hundred years in the making. Like the story of Bushranger

Bill, who fought a gun battle with the governor on the siege of Black Tuesday

and left everyone ten pounds.

That was a myth.

And then there's Artie O 'Farrell, who also disappeared into the night.

breaking Helen's heart, and then turned up 40 years later at a bowls match.

Coincidence?

Myth.

And then there's the gunshot ringing out with the murder weapon fixed to the

wall. It was the biggest myth of them all.

And behind each of those myths was a great storyteller.

And like all great stories, it started by chance.

Just a blood test.

Two weeks ago.

And a son who followed the trail as best he could, only to be turned away by his

biological father.

But it doesn't end there.

Oof, no.

For a hustler like Artie O 'Farrell, it was an opportunity.

So he called you on the Bowls Club phone.

Rita.

Bush Ranger Bowler.

Give him $25 ,000 and he'd keep quiet.

Quiet about what?

Mum?

Quite about what?

Are you going to tell her?

Or am I?

You paid Artie to leave all those years ago.

Mum?

You never approved of him and you would have done anything to stop him marrying

your daughter. Even when you found out she was pregnant.

That never happened.

Artie. perennially broke, family with nothing. He leaves town, no explanation,

and next week buys a boat.

Is that all just a coincidence?

But all's well that ends well with you, Rita.

I mean, sure, Helen's heartbroken, pregnant to a man she loves, but soon

she marries Ted.

Baby's born.

Life goes on.

Once Artie knew the paternity... He knew that you would pay him again, even 40

years later.

And you did.

$25 ,000 transferred to AO Boating.

Job done, secret safe.

Until you saw his name on the team list.

And you knew, oh, it wasn't going to end.

He'd spent your money on a fancy car and he was coming back for more.

The note he left you confirmed it.

Helen thought the note was for her.

But you knew it was meant for you.

What was your spot?

Okay, my guess is the front green.

Your father had this painting commissioned?

See, I just, I remembered him as smaller.

This was taken when Bushranger Bill was alive.

Do you notice anything?

I mean, he is indefinitely smaller, but also he has a partner.

Two Bushrangers. One white, one indigenous.

Bushranger Bill and Midnight Mo.

Each with an identical gun.

Your father bought these guns at auction and he hid the second gun, making sure

no one ever knew about Bushranger Bill Locksider.

And then he spun his great yarn.

Apart from you, no one knew that the second gun existed or that it worked.

that is the gun that you shot Artie O 'Farrell with.

Why didn't Senior Sergeant Strong and the others see you on the green after

shot? I mean, you can't move fast enough to get away. How is that possible? And

this is the best yarn yet. Actually, it's my favourite bit. There was never a

gunshot. No. I heard a gunshot. We all did.

The only way to get away with it was to muffle the shot that killed Artie.

And to create a fake shot by blowing out the tyre on the lawnmower using the air

compressor. Constable Wilkinson found the birth tyre in the rubbish.

You know that lawnmower. You used to mow the lawn.

You knew... it would take time for the tire to blow, enough time for you to

the residue off your hands and be seen in the clubhouse moments after the bang.

But that gunshot was just one more myth.

The best you could do in the moments after the gunshot rang out was switch

murder weapon with the inoperable gun while everyone went to investigate the

noise.

Putting it in plain sight, making sure we didn't look anywhere else for it and

making sure we never linked it to you. But we did.

Constable Wilkinson found the inoperable gun in your garage.

It was an impeccable yarn.

Told by a master storyteller from a long line of storytellers.

Or alternatively, it's just an alibi that completely fell apart.

I was looking out for my family.

And I was right, wasn't I?

He was no good.

He never was.

I was right.

I must feel very satisfying.

Rita Di Stefano, you are under arrest for the murder of Arthur O 'Farrell.

Anything you say or do may be taken down and used as evidence.

Maybe it's better that they know.

Just have the truth out there.

I don't know.

In my family, we take our cigarettes to the grave.

Are you saying the truth's overrated?

No, just complicated and very, very awkward to talk about.

You'll say no, but we're going to go for dinner at the surf club.

Taco night?

$12 steaks.

I mean, I'd be lying if I said they weren't on the tougher side, but for

Yes. Understood. Maybe not.

Hang on. Yes.

You having me on?

No, I'm... I'll meet you there.

Well done, everyone, and thank you.

Balls this weekend, boss?

Oh, yeah.

We've got a replay of the abandoned match with Red Bluff.

Aren't they a man down?

Advantage us, then.

Savage. I wonder if the real Stranger Bill and Midnight Moe story will ever

out. Maybe if we start talking about it now, in 100 years, everybody will catch

on. Maybe 200 years for Dolphin Cove. Everything moves slow around here.

But I'll be sure to let everyone know.

Cheers.

Thanks for saying goodbye.

here all by yourself, huh?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, no.

Oh, God. Oh, awkward.

Awkward. No, no, no.

Oh, I, um, look, I wasn't spying.

What? I, you know, I'm coming here for a drink with my colleagues and I

definitely wasn't spying on anyone on the beach who was

proposing or not proposing, as it were. No, none

of my business.

What are you talking about?

Um... He had the ring out.

And then you... Why didn't you?

Mike, I...

What's this?

Albert Strong.

You gorgeous, massive nerd. You're my

absolute favorite.

You make me feel safe and beautiful

and loved.

I think that's about as good as it gets.

So...

Hear where it all began.

I wanted to ask... Will you marry me?

Yes.

early Christmas gift from us to you. Casualty returns to us with a festive

episode tomorrow night at 9 .20. And we're warming up with some much -needed

laughter. There's father -son comedy in new Only Child on the way next.

And if you fancy a trip to Lapland, head to BBC2 now for Amazing Hotels Life

Beyond the Lobby.