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Xavier Allen says he's
a criminal informant for you.

Lucas Miller!

Come out slowly with your hands
in the air!

I'll call the inspector,
tell him we got our Kelly Gang.

You think I did lie.

I'm not here to judge you.

Ziggy?

Where's Jack?
You here to take his ganja?

Did someone say
they were gonna hurt Jack?

He was a hard man to love.

But I'll miss you, Dad.

We've had a confession.

To murdering your father.

You can leave.

Ziggy... I'm Anousha.

I'm a lawyer.

Do you know why you're here?

You gave a statement
to the police last night.

Do you remember
what you told them?

Do you understand
we have to go to court

because of what you told
the police about--

Shh.

What is it?

Devil can hear us.

They said he can.

The devil?

Ziggy, did the devil tell you
to hurt someone?

Hurt Jack?

Tell Mr. Swan I'm sorry.

They rushed the test through

because it's for a relative
of an officer.

Luckily, we had Ziggy's prints
on file.

You want to see it?

They got a... full thumb
and a partial index finger.

It's her, Jay.

We've got her.

Hey!

Mum.

Does no good looking at 'em.

You right?

Yep.

I know that look.

What look?

Your look when Catherine
stirs you up.

You two have been sparring
for days now.

You know what she's like.

It'll be me today, you tomorrow.

Xavier, let's go.

Now, remember to breathe.

You are one hundred percent
confident.

Go kick some goals, my boy.

I finish at 5:30.

I'll be at the front
from 5:15 to pick you up.

Remember that dog I had
we got from the pound?

Brandy.

She got the tick.

We had to put her down.

Why are you thinking about her?

Loved her.

How about I come in
and watch for a bit?

Sure.

Further, I have concerns

about Ms. Wells' mental health,
Your Worship,

should bail be refused.

Ms. Wells lives independently

and is under no current
psychiatric care.

Your Worship, Ms. Wells
instructed me this morning

that the devil is watching her
and propels her actions.

I will make an order
for a psychiatric assessment.

But I accept
the police submission

insofar as bail is concerned.

Ms. Wells, stand up, please.

I am refusing
your bail application.

You will be remanded in custody
until your trial date.

Do you understand?

Uh...

I'm going to stand
this matter down.

Court is now adjourned.
All rise.

Wait. W-Wait.

But I-I didn't hurt him.

I didn't.

Please.

Please l-let me speak.

You stalking me, Detective?

No.

Neighborhood watch.

You okay?

Family.

Want to come for a cruise?

Yeah.
Wait here.

- Faster.
- I'm scared.

Fang it!

Turn, turn, turn, turn,
turn, turn.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down.

Should we do another lap?

Yeah.

Here.

All right.

Lefty or righty?

Righty.

Bring your hand in
underneath the strap.

Take the grip.

Bring the stock in, just up
against your shoulder there.

Firm but comfortable.

Now line your target up.

And when you're ready...
squeeze gently.

That's my gun! Ah!

All right.

Ah!
My little brother.

Yeah.
Family, eh?

Do you reckon it's cold?

Yeah, I reckon it's cold.

Ooh.

You coming in or what?

Don't like water.

"I don't like water."

What, you scared?

Come on, cowboy.

Keep the hat, eh?

Is is cold.

Oh, you funny?

You gonna open this one?

Yeah?
Big rip. Big rip!

Yeah.

Hello!

Hello, Anya!

Hello, darling!

Do you like it?

Yeah?

Oh, she likes it.

Mm.

Want to play with Dad?

Hey. Come on.
Come on.

I told you not to buy
anything for her.

I didn't buy it.
It was mine.

It's an heirloom, all right?

So you are opening
the mine again.

I heard you ran into
a couple problems.

Well, I can't imagine
what you've heard,

but the mine's gonna be
excellent for this town.

Why am I here?

I was wondering if maybe you'd
like to open your own business.

That's something
that I could help you with.

- How much help?
- Lartesha.

A million dollars, cash?

You'd give it, too.

To keep our little
family secret.

What would your shareholders
think?

We don't talk about money
like that.

What?
You broke?

Old man not give you what you
thought you were getting?

Lartesha, I care about you,
all right?

I care about Anya.

And Dad was very fond
of your mother.

When you look at me...
do you see him?

The king of the Southwell empire

crawling into a gin's bed
at night?

- Don't be disgusting.
- Do you see that?

Or is it Anya
that he looks like?

What kind of future
can you offer her?

I mean, really.

You are very close to becoming
your mother at the moment,

and we both know
how she wound up.

Fuck you.

Look, I didn't mean
to offend you.

Lartesha, can we just...

You right, sis?

Hey, Tones?

Reckon you're free?

Nah.

No, I reckon
you were sold into slavery

- the minute you were born, mate.
- Grass won't cut itself, mate.

Keep going.

Tony, I'm talking about Y2K.

Oi!
Keep up the work, Tony!

Hey, hey.

Hey. Hey.
Don't cut the wildflowers.

Why not?

Hey.

Attention, Block B.
Thirty minutes till lockdown.

I repeat--
Thirty minutes till lockdown.

So, what's your assessment?

Well, Ziggy's clearly
suggestible,

but, uh, she still exhibits
a highly attuned sense

of what's right and wrong.

The wrong she externalizes
through this devil or...

a Mr. Devil figure, which...
which I believe is--

is the violent part of herself
that she can't acknowledge.

She's delusional.

Well, Ms. Wells is a fantasist.

She's not delusional.

My advice is that she's fit
for trial.

Are you serious?

Well, maybe I missed where you
got a master's in psychology.

You don't need a degree to know
when someone is innocent.

Yeah.

Heard about Ziggy.

And your father, drug dealing.

Is it true?

I just might get you
some more, eh?

Found this today.

Oh, fuck.

I'm starting to realize how much
I didn't know about him.

Yeah.
You and me both.

I remember when I was 5 and you
took us to Auntie Faith's place

after he left us,
and there was that little--

Jay.

Dad didn't leave us.

I left him.

It wasn't a good time for us.

I remember him walking out and
leaving you crying on the floor.

I've forgiven him, Jay.

Is your brother still coming?

I got no control
over that bloke.

I tried to pick him up,
but he wouldn't come.

Is he still living
with that mob?

No.
He's at the homestead with me.

Maybe you and I should move in
as well, eh, Ray?

Yeah. Sure.

Look out.
Thank you.

Gonna visit your mum again
in the next few years?

Well, Ray's cooking
should keep me coming back.

Night.

Jay.

I'm proud of you.

Hey, Jay boy!
Wait up. Wait up.

Here.

Take this go-go
for your brother, eh?

And, uh, his mail.

Just tell him to pay his bills.
I don't want to know about 'em.

Thanks for dinner.

- Yeah.
- Night.

Night, Mum.

What the hell is wrong with you?

No more wearing
dead man's clothes.

Put it in.

I'll burn it
when you stop drinking.

So, what's this
Sun City Enterprises?

The company
you're a director of?

Me?

Director?

Right.

I sleep on a dead man's couch.

That's not what this says.

It was sent to Mum's.

Yeah.
Right.

You didn't have a scheme going
with Dad?

Laundering money for ganja?

Oh.

SOS sent him
the same late notice.

Nothing.

That company
you were both directors on.

That's a bill for $40,000.

That's big money.

Better go hide my guitar, then.

- Don't bullshit me.
- I'm not.

I don't know what that is.

I'll ask around,
see what my friends know.

Why would your friends know?

Hey, now.

Policeman coming.

Hide the kids!

And the women.

Hey, you mob.

- Country.
- Yeah.

You hit the jackpot or what?

Yeah.
Big jackpot.

What was the lucky number?

Lucky number 7.

Lucky number 7?

I could have sworn it was 31.

No, that was the night before.

Ah.
True.

Where's the money really from?

You a policeman or blackfella?

What, I can't be both?

You're a bullyman.

That's you.

I'll give you another 50 if you
tell me where that money's from.

Oh.

Whitefella man come down here

and gave us some money
to sign some papers.

What papers?

Company papers.

What'd he look like?

Don't know.

His eyes. His hair color.
What kind?

We, uh, we don't know.

What car was he driving?

Toyota.

You see Jack sign them papers?

Mm, no.

You're welcome.
Thank you.

Bye, now.

Back at work?

We all grieve in different ways, eh?

Lawyers to pay.

I got a couple of questions
if that's all right.

Course you do.

You got one son dead,
another on the run.

When we get him--
and we will--

we both know which way
his trial's gonna go.

But I can speak
to the prosecutor,

and he'll listen...
if you cooperate.

You're an uppity boong,
aren't you?

Sure.

Fuck's sake.

Outstanding invoices.
Where would I find them?

What do these codes mean?

I just sweep the floors.

That tone's
not very cooperative.

Sun City.

They hired a grader, roller--
whole deal.

Never paid.

What'd they need
a road grader for?

Probably AB Corp.

Which is?

What am I looking at here?

Aboriginal Infrastructure
Corporation.

Multimillion-dollar fund.

Government gave out
blackfella contracts

to clear the land
and grade the roads.

Sun City got one of them.

Typical bloody Abos.

Get an opportunity
and fuck it up like this.

Where's the contact number
for Sun City?

In this?

You can step outside.

The number you have dialed
has been disconnected.

It might be Lucas Miller again.

Nah.

This time it was
a flatbed transporter truck.

Hijacked and, um,
pulled over by a police car.

Obviously that would be Max's.

I'm gonna...
start on the reports.

Do you smell something?

Nah.

You came up with
Sons of the Soil.

Now you think
it's something else?

Yeah.

You know how the gang
get really cocky

and they really know
how to work together?

Like... It's like they're
going up a level.

Sarge.

Yeah.
I'm listening.

It's the football team.

- Mm.
- Think about it.

Teamwork, planning, strategy.

It's not the football team.

If you want to do
something useful,

you could go and find me
Lucas Miller.

Mm. Look who's back.

I thought he was supposed to be
on leave.

AB Corp.
There's a bit here.

What are you doing?

- Looking at court dates.
- What are you doing?

Looking at court dates.
For Jay.

- Yeah.
- Mm.

If someone could call me back...

You.
I want a word.

What are you doing here?

Jack was director
of a civil engineering company.

Sure.
Pull the other one.

Sun City Enterprises.

Forty grand?
What were they meant to build?

Twenty-kilometer stretch
of road.

Never got made.
It's a fake company.

No address
and a disconnected phone.

Jack was caught up in something.

Stop swinging your dick around

like you're in some sort
of investigation,

because you're not.

Go home.

It's a scam, Peter.

Somebody took off with a lot
of money, and Jack was involved.

Listen. I don't know where this
came from or what it is, right?

But I want to give you
some advice as an old friend.

Don't come in here getting Cindy
to do computer searches for you.

Go home.

Grieve for your dad.

I don't want to see you here
anymore.

Right?

Fuck.

What'd you get?

Proper scary ones.

What, no Drumstick?

I'll take it back, then.

Nah. Nah, nah.
That's good.

What's up?

Step out of the vehicle, please.

By law, he only has to provide
his name and address.

I have reasonable suspicion

that you're in possession
of a dangerous drug.

What?

Step out of the car, please.

It's all right.
I'll handle it.

Keep moving.

What are you doing?
I'm with my kid.

- You need to help me.
- I did.

It's all right.

Shh, shh, shh.
It's okay.

I need you to help me.

I already did.

By talking to your lawyer?

I need you to find out
where Lucas Miller is.

How am I gonna do that?

Oh.
Sorry, sir.

I'm gonna have to search you
now.

- What's going on?
- Turn around.

Turn around!

Fuckin' stand up
for yourself, Xavier.

Be quiet, Lartesha.
I'm handling it.

Better listen to your man.

What did you say to me?

Hey!
Stay away from my kid!

Thank you for your cooperation.

Where you been?

- Sorry I'm late.
- You get that feed?

You right?

Yeah.

You were meant to be back
hours ago.

Where's my medication?

Taking it an hour late once
won't kill you, Mum.

Don't start.

You been with Jay Swan.

I was working.

Is that what we're
calling it now?

Shut up, Mum.

- Xavier.
- Nah.

Mary's here looking after you,

and you just keep
running her down.

You're under my roof.

My house, my rules!

And if you don't like it,
you can get out!

All right.

Let's just eat, eh?

And in last place, we have
Debbie's Gold Diggers on five.

And in equal second,

My Drinking Team
Has a Trivia Problem,

and Get Fact on eight,

with Me, Myself, and Him
on nine.

All right. Everyone's favorite,
the movie round.

Last one.
Last one.

Which '80s classic

starred Hollywood heartthrob
Patrick Swayze

as a small-town bouncer?

"Roadhouse"!

Bloody hell.

If you're gonna do that...

Really, mate?
Every week?

- Yep. Thank you.
- Sorry.

Um, sorry, everybody. Uh...

Mm. I've got a name of the fella
you're looking for.

What action movie
about a hijacked bus...

Father Christmas.

...spent eight weeks at
number one in Australia in 1994?

Don't look at me like--
Father Christmas. White beard.

- Shh!
- Whitefella.

Hands out cash in a sack.

- Father Christmas.
- Yes.

Mm. Yeah, yeah.
I've heard of him. Yeah.

All right.

We might take a short break,
everyone,

and I'll draw the meat raffle.

- What do you say?
- Whoo!

Okay. Tickets ready?

- Yes.
- All right.

And remember
to give me your address

so I can come over
for the barbecue.

- 54.
- Whoo!

Ha!

54!

I'm so, so sorry,
my brothers and sisters.

I am so sorry, but a brother,
boy, he needs to eat!

Ooh!
This is good!

You give me a hug.

Good man. Good man.

Yes, this is good!
Aah!

Whoo, baby!
Yes!

That's Italian sausage!

Look what I brought!

- Ah!
- Meat tray!

You want to thank him for that.

Call me Black Jesus.

- Thank you.
- There you go, you mob.

- Thank you.
- All right.

Hey!
You owe me money!

Yep!
I'll see you then!

Hi.

Did you bring wine?

Ziggy.
She needs care, not remand.

Come on. I'm tired.
This is not appropriate.

Do you really believe
she's capable of doing this?

You've talked to her.

What I think... doesn't matter.

I just do my job.

Good night.

Leave them dishes.

You hate me.

No, Mum.

I know you're sick.

I'm not sick.
I'm dying.

Don't.

You know what the doctor said
about positive thinking, Mum.

I'm dying.

Mum.

Life's a bitch,
and then you die.

I've been a bitch to you, bub.

True.

Thinking about Josh and...

I know.

I just... felt like I had started
to live with it.

But you never do.

♪ Playing, "Hard times ♪

♪ Ain't gonna rule my mind,
honey ♪

♪ Hard times ♪

♪ Ain't gonna rule my mind,
sugar ♪

♪ Hard times ♪

♪ Ain't gonna rule ♪

♪ My mind ♪

♪ No more" ♪

Peace offering?

I'll get some glasses.

Sorry it's warm.

You asked me if I was lying
to the police in my statement.

I'm sorry I did that.

No.

I was.

The night he died...

...Josh called me from a pay
phone asking to get picked up.

But I was too busy with a fella.

A fella I wasn't meant
to be with.

So I told him to walk home.

And when I crept in
in the morning...

...Mum was in hysterics.

"He's dead, Mary.

He's dead."

That doesn't make you
responsible.

Been trying to convince myself
of that

for the last eight years.

Drank to forget some of them.

Mum never forgets, though.

She still blames me.

Feeling guilty
doesn't make you guilty.

You really believe that?

You're not the only person
in the world with regrets.

Josh's body is found what time?

7:00.

Goes to a party
on the south side at 8:00 p.m.

What street?

Gertrude.

At 11:30 p.m.,
he leaves the party

and walks to the service station
to use the pay phone.

Outgoing call recorded
at 11:47 p.m.

He asked me for a lift.

Which street was the pay phone?

South Side Petrol,
on the highway.

Next, a witness hears a car,

and another sees a red car,

both at approximately 2:00
to 2:30 a.m.

Josh's body is found
in the vacant lot.

By Phoenix Lovell.

Phoenix Lovell?

Everybody knows she found Josh.

His body was behind her house.

Do you think she'll talk to us?

Nah. She gone.
A long time ago.

If you're walking
from the south side to home,

what's the quickest way?

Straight up through town,
from the highway.

Wait.

How did he end up
all the way on the west side?

Come on.

Yeah.
He come from Devonport.

That's right.

He came from
the Devonport Squirrels.

I think they were called
the Squirrels.

Got something for you.

It's from ASIC.

Cindy.

Some dickhead's causing trouble
down at Eve's Apple.

Can you get down there?

I'm on my way.

What you doing
with this vehicle?

Nothing.

This isn't your vehicle, is it?

Come on.
Out you get.

Fuck off.

What'd you say to me?

He won't pay.

Did you get a name?

We don't ask for names.

You think he'll make a run
for it if we walk in?

I shouldn't think so.

He's wearing a mask,
and he won't take it off.

How dare you speak to me
like that.

Out you get, you little shit!

Piss off!

Okay.
All right.

What do you want?
You want my car?

You want my gun?

Hello, Suzy.
I didn't know you worked here.

Such is life, eh brother?

Go!

Have you moved anything?

What is it?

Josh Allen's file.
It's gone.

Police will be here soon,

and when they get here,
I can't help you.

You know, since you came here,

you've brought nothing
but trouble.

I reckon it's time you leave.

Blackfellas don't make
good police.

Yeah. You're right, Peter.

Keep the fuckin' thing.