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Have you thought about it? What?

Going back to your place after.

I like you as a friend, Finn. I'm really sorry.

REMI: Where are we with Finn Morrison? Have we made contact yet?

Well, his phone's still out of range,

and the school said he didn't turn up today, so...

Right. OK, well, maybe let's try and make contact with his dad, then.

Tony Morrison.

It's feeling a bit like that case on the beach, right?

It was a German tourist.

She was found naked and out of it one morning

with no memory of how she got there.

Darling, the crap in this place!

Get a dumpster.

Oh, we're gonna have to be ruthless.

I don't want to sell the place, Mum.

I'm the plumber.

I didn't call a goddamn plumber. I was just...

Get out! Get off my property!

I thought I was doing you a favour.

No way! Tig!

I heard you were back. Oh.

How do y'all know each other?

Well, it started with this one giving Tig guitar lessons.

Young women have always been attracted to older men,

but it's just an anthropological norm.

Long time ago.

This old guy.

I think someone at the bar called him Davo.

He wanted me to have a drink with him, but I said no.

Were you coming on to this young woman?

Being friendly is not a crime, is it?

He was kind of scary.

But that's when this other guy came in and sat with me.

He said his name was Jack. To make this creep go away.

(GUINEAFOWL CHIRP)

(MAGPIES WARBLE)

Oh, morning. Morning.

You're up early.

Yeah. I have to work.

Yeah.

Oh.

I'll do that later, darling. You don't...

You don't need to do that.

Because we have... We have got to talk about this.

It's so impractical, Tig.

This place, it's beyond renovation.

Come on.

Will I see you tonight?

(DOOR SLAMS)

(SIGHS)

(WIND RUSTLES THROUGH CANEFIELD)

(METAL SLAMS AND SQUEAKS)

(COCKATOOS SCREECH)

(BUSH STONE-CURLEW SCREAMS)

Quinn, just confirming it's definitely Davo Bradley out here.

Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Quinn's okayed Forensics.

Oh, great. Can you call them?

Yeah.

It's 48 hours apart.

Same cane field and assault, now body.

It can't be a coincidence.

MAN: It's a really impressive CV, Maya.

Oh. Thank you.

Law grades are excellent.

Are you planning to finish your degree?

Uh, well, I was just hoping to go back part-time.

Yeah, great. It's great, but not essential.

Look, I think what's really important to us

is our ability to connect with our interviewees.

OK.

Well, maybe you could tell me a bit about what drew you to this role.

Oh, um, yeah, well,

I believe this kind of research is way overdue.

And, um, equal access to justice is a basic human right.

So...

Um, Maya...

...if I can be honest...

...I know you have personal experience of this with your case.

Oh.

I personally think that your insight could be invaluable to us.

But some of the cases that we'll be reviewing

will be confronting,

and you'd need to be sure that you feel comfortable with that.

Yeah. Sorry. No.

Take your time.

Sorry...

(DOOR SLAMS)

(SOBBING) I blew it.

He knew just how fucked up I was.

And then he started asking me questions about

what happened to me, and I just panicked.

No...

No, he was being nice. It was me.

I'm really sorry, Maya.

I really want to talk to you about this,

but I am gonna have to call you back.

No, it's... It's fine. You know that.

OK.

I'm sorry. Tig, this is Miriam Cusack,

owner of the property.

Miriam, this is Detective Senior Sergeant Tig Pollard.

Hi. Our condolences. Devastated.

Davo had no family. Well, none that could be bothered.

Not surprising. Why is that?

Did you meet the guy?

(FLIES BUZZING)

Don't know how many times I told him not to smoke in here.

It's a wonder he didn't incinerate himself.

Always behind in the rent.

Tried to keep an eye out for him.

I'm sure he appreciated that.

He was a miserable prick.

Pretty big stash for someone who's behind on the rent.

What have you been up to, Davo?

Any results on Edie Kelly's forensic exam yet?

No. Not yet. What about her phone?

Well, if it wasn't on her and it hasn't pinged off any towers,

what have they done with it?

Come on. You've drugged a woman in a pub.

You've put her in a car.

What's the first thing you're going to do to stop us tracking you?

Dump the phone. Yep.

Right, where?

Well, they could have dumped it anywhere.

But where's the first place we'd look?

At the pub. Yep. Where at the pub?

In the rubbish. Yes.

Do you want us to check it out? Yes, please.

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

Yes.

Boss, uh, we think we should go and inform the Kellys

about Davo Bradley's death.

I mean, it's better coming from us than from a third party.

OK. Do you really think

that his death is linked to Edie Kelly?

I mean, I think it's pretty coincidental if it isn't.

The day after we speak to him, he's found dead in a cane field...

(KNOCKING AT DOOR) ...way out of town.

I thought you guys might want to see this.

Oh, Jesus Christ. It's all over social media.

Listen, it's Quinn.

One of our open cases is all over social media.

What do we have to do to contain it?

We wanted to let you know that Davo Bradley,

um, he was the older man who spoke to you at the bar

was found deceased this morning.

Um, how did he...? How did he die?

The circumstances were unusual, but we're investigating.

We just wanted to make sure that you didn't find out any other way.

If he's the one that raped me, I'm glad he's dead.

Um...

Uh, do you need anything, darling, are you OK?

No.

Edie, we also need you to know that, unfortunately,

your name has been posted on social media,

along with Finn Morrison's.

How did that get out? We don't know.

We're heading to the school tomorrow to talk to the students.

Tell them how counterproductive that sort of stuff is.

So maybe stay off the socials for a bit.

Finn's phone is still out of range.

Edie, we're wondering if you might know where he is.

No.

Do you think any of your friends would?

I don't have any friends here.

Apart from him.

Do you think he's taken off? We don't know.

We're done. We're done. OK.

(SOBBING)

(COCKATOOS SCREECH)

Anything?

No.

Do you need more bait?

All good.

Not much luck for you today, mate.

It's alright.

(BIRDS SCREECH AND CALL)

We'll call it a day, hey?

Yeah.

We'll head back after this, yeah?

Yeah.

She led you on, mate.

Just gotta learn from it. Dad...

Just looking out for you, that's all.

Girls don't want nice guys, Finny.

(SQUELCHING)

(FLY BUZZING)

Even if they say they do.

The right one will come along.

One, two, three!

Good lad.

(PHONE PINGS)

Oi, Finny, you alright? Let's go. Yeah.

(UTE ENGINE STARTS)

I don't know how I'd cope if it was one of my daughters.

I mean, it's really bad enough the world knocks 'em around,

but you can at least give 'em a cuddle

and tell 'em it's all gonna be alright.

And what happens when they wake up and they realise it's all bullshit?

Did you ever want kids? Not really.

I don't really think it's compatible with being a cop.

I'm sorry. No. It's fine. I only have four.

(BOTH LAUGH) I'm sorry.

You ever want to do something else?

Now maybe. Yeah? Like what?

I don't know.

Maybe I could wait tables.

Ha! You'd be wonderful.

It's a big gear change.

That's the point, isn't it?

(PHONE PINGS)

Finn Morrison's phone's back in range.

(BARKING)

Roscoe!

Tony Morrison? Mm-hm.

Detective Sergeant Tig Pollard.

Detective Senior Constable Remi Jolicoeur.

Tig Pollard.

I know that name. I was at school with your brother.

Right.

So what's this about?

We'd like to speak with Finn.

About...?

Finn, I'm not sure you're aware that your name was mentioned

on social media in regards to a sexual assault.

Shall we talk inside?

It's OK, mate.

(DOG BARKING)

Edie said that you broke up that night, Finn.

Sort of.

It wasn't like we were doing anything.

You mean it wasn't sexual?

No.

We were just best friends.

Did you ask her to do that, maybe that night?

Did she tell you that?

Oh, we're just trying to get your version here, Finn.

She said she just wanted to be friends.

Right. How'd that make you feel?

OK.

Well, Edie said you were pretty upset about it.

No, I was... No?

...just embarrassed. Mate...

There's no need to be. You know?

No shame in asking.

So you left her at the pub?

Yeah. Where'd you go after that?

Did she accuse him of something?

Where'd you go after that?

Came home.

Yeah. We were watching the footy,

and, uh, he was there all night.

Yeah. I'm asking Finn, Mr Morrison.

(BARKING)

Roscoe! Can it!

Where'd you go after that?

Um...

What he said.

So you weren't at school on Monday or today?

Why was that?

(WINDOW BANGS SHUT) Come away from the window, please.

I'm just shutting it just because I can't hear...

I know, but you're obviously upsetting him.

I can't hear over the barking.

Oh. Thank you.

Right.

Why weren't you at school, Finn?

It's not a crime, is it?

I mean, he's 18.

Why was that, Finn?

I just... um...

He needed a couple of mental health days,

so we went up the coast fishing.

Finn, we were wondering if we could

get a look at your mobile phone, please.

No.

No, no, you need a warrant. Dad...

No, you need a warrant for that. No. It's OK.

No. It's not OK, mate. It's not OK.

If you want to look at his phone, you need to get a warrant.

Is she OK? No, she's not.

It's a bit shit, isn't it?

She's a good girl, Edie.

I really hope you catch whoever it was.

But you are wasting your time with my boy.

Right. Well, thanks for your time, Finn.

Mr Morrison.

I'll be in touch.

So, what do you think? You think that the kid thinks

he's going to have sex with his girlfriend

and then, what? He can't handle the rejection?

I mean, did you get that vibe? Not even a little bit.

Mm.

The father, Jesus. Yeah. He's always been that way.

I remember he got kicked off the footy team for punching the ref.

Has he got a record?

Probably. I think the mum's been dead a while.

Hey? Well, I mean, you don't hang pictures

of her looking like a saint if she buggered off.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hey, Talia. We found Edie's phone.

It was in the dumpster.

OK, great.

Can you start logging messages from Finn Morrison

and just forward anything you think may be relevant?

Yep. Will do. Bye. OK.

(LAUGHS)

Failure to search is failure to find, right?

Yep. In the dumpster.

I mean, that's where I would have put it - in the dumpster.

Despite the court finding my client innocent

and despite numerous requests to cease and desist,

the woman in question continues to post libellous comments

and accusations on social media.

Now, this is not a course of action my client takes lightly,

but the impact these actions are continuing to have

on an innocent young man's life leaves him no alternative

but to sue for defamation.

Now, it is unfortunate it has come to this,

but she has left us no choice.

His family is standing firmly beside him.

(PHONE PINGS)

(MAN LAUGHS)

(WOMEN GOSSIP)

(RINGING TONE)

You've reached Maya. Please leave a message.

Maya, it's Tig. I saw the press conference.

Can you give me a call?

Hello?

In here.

Why are all the boxes on the veranda?

Because I couldn't move for all the crap in the bedroom.

Well, maybe if you'd given me some warning,

I might have been able to tidy it up for you.

Well, then, you would have made some excuse for me not to come, Tig.

Probably.

What is that?

Yeah. Sweet. Yeah.

Uh...

So, no Mitch tonight? No.

He's lovely.

It'd be good to see you with someone.

Oh. Come on. Christ.

For a gender studies professor, you are...

I mean, I know, I know.

I'm just saying, though, as your mother.

As my mother. Well...

...that'd be a first.

What?

Sorry. What did you say? Nothing.

OK. No, no. OK. No. Let's talk about this.

I've gotta go do some work. No, Tig!

Darling, do you ever think that you use your job

to avoid dealing with issues?

Do you know what my fucking job is?

What?

Alright, I...

OK, so I spoke out of turn.

But you do need to think about that, Tig.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(FAN WHIRRS)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

(BANGING ON DOOR CONTINUES)

Who is that?

What the hell?

Call-out fee from the other day.

Do you know what the time is?

Sorry. I do my bookkeeping at night.

I don't have your email address. Tig... Is everything OK?

If you don't pay me, you're gonna get a name for stiffing tradies.

Put it under the door, and then you can fuck off.

No-one's gonna work on this fucking shithole anyway.

What's that all about?

It's just a local plumber.

Plumber? Yeah.

Is that why you're locking the doors?

Is it?

Get fucked!

Oh, my God. I worry for you,

out here on your own.

Darling?

I'm gonna go back to bed.

Hey. Hey, Mitch,

your mate Lachie came round to my place again last night.

He had, like, an invoice for the call-out.

He said if I didn't pay, he'd tell all the other tradies.

I'm embarrassed to ask you this, but can you talk to him?

Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. It's OK.

See you, Dad.

Hey, Crystal. This is Tig. Tig. Crystal.

Hi.

Hey. It's nice to meet you, Crystal.

Yeah. Well...

Bye. Bye.

Have a good day at school, chook! Yeah.

Did you tell her about us?

I might have mentioned it in passing, yeah.

I was thinking, you know, we did dinner with you and your family.

Do you want to have dinner with mine?

With you and Crystal?

That's my family. Yeah.

Sure.

Tigga!

How are you? Oh, I'm...

Hi. Do you want to join me?

I've got a table.

No, I'm gonna get a takeaway. Right.

Busy? Work. Yeah.

OK.

Mitch seems like a really nice man.

Yeah.

He is.

You deserve that, Tig. You really do.

Thanks. Happy for you.

Olivia, on the other hand, is...

...well, she was totally out of line the other night.

Yeah.

I mean, I have done some stuff I'm not proud of.

I'm sorry. Can I please get a flat white?

Sure.

OK. That's $5.20. When you're ready.

Thank you.

Anyway...

...I just want you to know that.

We're good, aren't we?

Yeah.

Alright. See you soon, hey?

(BELL RINGS)

(MUFFLED SCHOOLYARD CHATTER)

Did you have an afterparty?

Thanks for coming, girls.

This is Detective Sergeant Pollard.

She is here with us this morning

to talk briefly about a very serious matter.

So please give her your full attention.

Detective. Thank you.

I was actually a student at this school a very long time ago.

It feels quite familiar being back.

But, of course, a lot's changed since then...

...particularly around the way we share information

that has shocked or impacted us.

I know that, um,

you're all aware a student from this school

was the victim of a very serious sexual assault

a few days ago,

and there has been intense speculation on social media.

And I need you to know that that is not helpful.

In fact, it can cause harm,

particularly to the victim who has a right to privacy.

I am here to ask you for help.

Now, I know that most of you are probably not old enough

to have been at the Royal Arms on Saturday,

but that's of no consequence to us.

What we're asking is, if you were there...

...did you see anything?

Perhaps hear something.

Did you take any photographs?

And if you did, we would very much like to look at them.

No questions asked.

We were there on Saturday. Got some pics.

We would love to see them. Is she OK?

I'm sorry, I can't talk about specifics,

but what I can say is that

friends are really important at this time.

Looking after each other is crucial.

What about self defence?

Why should we have to defend ourselves?

I mean, it's just, why do we have to be scared every time we go out?

Shut up, Lily! Girls.

It's not like the guys are worried

that we're gonna attack 'em or something.

Why aren't they being told to change their behaviour?

Yes, exactly. Lily...

(ALL TALK AT ONCE)

REMI: So if anyone saw anything on Saturday night,

or if anyone heard anything...

Yeah, I saw something.

(LAUGHTER)

Thanks, mate. So, what'd you see?

(ALL TALK AT ONCE)

Go on! Tell him!

I'm serious. What did you see?

Nothing.

(BOYS SNIGGER) So why say you did?

A girl from this school...

One of your school mates was attacked on Saturday.

It was brutal. It was cowardly.

So pull your bloody head in.

(BOYS SNIGGER) It was a joke.

It was a joke. It was a... Mate, I...

But I see the damage, right?

What it does to these women.

So, sorry if I don't see the humour in it.

Here's a word of advice, fellas. We need to be better.

We?

Yes, mate, we. What, you didn't like that?

Didn't like the way I said that?

I'll tell you what, I don't really care.

You got something to say?

Everyone knows it was Finn. (SHOUTING)

Hey, hey! Enough!

We're not pointing fingers at anyone, so don't go there.

Alright? Just leave it to the police.

You should check his locker for DNA and fingerprints and shit.

TEACHER: Thank you.

Thank you. Logan.

I'm sure the detective doesn't need your advice.

No, that was excellent.

Thank you, Logan, thank you for the advice.

(ALL TALK AT ONCE)

(PHONE PINGS)

Hey! (LOUD CRASH)

Hey, you cut me off. Jesus, I did not.

Get away from the car. Get back, mate.

Nearly fucking killed me!

Get away from the car, mate.

Have you been drinking, mate? What? No.

This is police harassment.

Get on your bike and fuck off! OK. Move on.

Pay me my fucking money! Move on!

What a prick!

Shit!

Do you know that bloke?

Oh, mate. Long story.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, what a clever... (HORN TOOTING)

...clever little sausage you are.

(HORN TOOTING)

(FAN WHIRRING)

Any dick pics?

Don't be disgusting.

Uh, think he's gonna get lucky.

(LAUGHS)

He's pretty polite for a rapist. Mm...

Detectives...

Yeah, boss.

DNA reports in from Edie Kelly's forensic examination kit.

Jesus.

Doesn't need both of us.

What?

Just go home to your kids.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

So the lab has been able to isolate three different DNA profiles

from the samples that they collected from you.

Sorry, I don't...

What does that mean?

It means that there were three separate men

who sexually assaulted you.

Would you like me to get your mother?

How am I meant to tell her that?

I can tell her.

But, Edie, I need your verbal consent first.

Yes, please.

So... So...

So the lab has identified three different DNA profiles

from the samples...

Oh!

Oh.

Oh!

Oh!

No!

(GASPING)

(GASPING)

We'll just give her a minute.

(SOBBING)

Hey, boss.

How did she take it?

Better than the parents.

She won't, though, once it hits.

No.

No.

The autopsy on David Bradley

showing respiratory failure

induced by a massive intravenous dose of GHB.

The same drug found in Edie.

OK.

No leads on your Jack yet? No.

We're gonna go through the photos and phone footage from the pub.

Go home, get some sleep.

(MOODY, ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC PLAYS)

♪ The dust is rising, rising still

♪ The dust is rising on the hill

♪ And beneath the dust

♪ The bone, the bone

♪ The bone alone... ♪

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(RINGING TONE)

Hello. You've reached Laura Luu.

I can't take your call right now.

Please leave a...

♪ Sleep now, child

♪ The night is long

♪ Sleep now, child

♪ There is no song

♪ Beneath the dust, the bone, the bone

♪ The dust is falling

♪ Falling down

♪ The dust is falling... ♪

(SOBBING)

(MOODY ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

He can walk in the front door of a pub without attracting attention

and he's disciplined enough to disappear.

You're going back to school tomorrow, mate.

The longer you stay away, the guiltier you look.

GIRL: Shouldn't be here! STUDENTS: Oooh!

Tig!

I remembered something.

They're the ones suing me, Mum.

Maybe if you stopped saying these things about Noel.

I'm sorry to intrude.

Wouldn't want to interrupt your night out with these lovely ladies.

Alright, mate. We'll chat about it tomorrow, yeah?

(OBJECT CLATTERS INTO SINK)

I want you to leave.

This is just as much my place as yours.

I'm going to show you some photographs.

I just want you to look at them and tell me if you recognise anyone.

Number five.

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