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You can put this on.

Bra and underpants.

Do we have
enough to charge her?

-I'm still
establishing a motive.

She's not denying it.

-Well, she hasn't asked
to see her lawyer, either,

so I see that as a
reason for doubt.

-I'll apply for a holding extension,
but you've got to get me something.

Soon.
- Understood.

Thanks.

-Sorry, what?

-If it was an accident, she'd
be talking by now, right?

-Look at her history.

If violence was her MO, she had
more motive during the kidnap case.

By the way, do not drink
coffee in my interview rooms.

- It's chocolate chai.
- Uh-huh.

Don't drink chocolate chai
in my interview rooms.

-Can I ask why?

-Control.

A detective should only open
their mouth during an interview

to ask questions.

What did she say to you,
just before you left?

-Oh, she said, "We were happy."

-Two job offers,

a swanky lunch invite from a
corporate speaking company.

You're so annoying.

-Phone calls, texts...

-Oh, you had me at swanky lunch.

-Don't know if corporate
speaking's really my thing,

but it's nice to be
schmoozed, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Let's celebrate.

-Alright.

If you take that
out first. Mm-hmm.

Even Atly nominees, they've
gotta do their chores, babe.

-Alright.

-Lucy, no, don't take his food.

I didn't.

-Hey, Ben can you say apple?

Apple?

You good?

Lucy, please.

How's that champagne
coming, babe?

Feeling thirsty.

-Yeah, sorry.

One of my sources
has got the wobblies,

so I'll have to go and meet with
them for a couple of hours, so...

-Oh, OK.

- I'll be back.
- Duty calls.

-Did she hurt the baby?

-Strong heartbeat.

Contractions have stopped.

-Can I see the screen, please?

-Uh-uh.

-Can you tell me the sex?

No.

How far along is she?

-21 weeks.

How long do you
need to keep her for?

Yeah, look
she can go back to her cell.

-It's a girl.

In episode one of this
podcast, 'Who Is The Monster?',

I examine events in the
notorious case of Agatha Fyfle.

But is Agatha a
villain or a victim?

I shed new light on who the
real monsters are in this story.

You'll hear from many people
connected to the case,

but you won't hear from
Baby Ben's parents.

It felt important to include them,
and the door will remain open.

But so far, my requests have been
met with surprising aggression.

Get the
fuck away from us,

or I'll not be responsible
for what happens next.

I am warning you.

Argh.

That was the
voice of Meghan Shaughnessy,

threatening me after I
asked for an interview.

She banged violently on my car
window and called the police,

who confirmed I'd broken
no laws and let me go.

So instead, you will hear
from Agatha's mother,

who lives a lonely life, shunned
by her semi-rural community.

Do I have regrets?

Oh, many.

I made mistakes,

but you have to understand that,
as a mother of a 16-year-old,

I believed we were
doing the right thing

by adopting Agatha's
baby as a newborn.

-Contact details for
Sacred Pines Nursing Home.

Sacred Pines.
- Oh yes, hello.

My name's Lorelei.

I'm just calling in regards to one
of your residents, Brother Bowler.

Mm-hmm.
How can I help you?

Coffee?

-This isn't a social visit.

What do you want?

-I ploughed a lot of
money into my business

when I went out on my own,

and then bang, our
affair hit the headlines.

-Well, that's not
something I did.

-Well regardless,
I lost my business.

I'm now working in
rentals for someone else.

I'm 40 grand in arrears on
this place. It's not fair.

-What, you're not
asking for 40 grand?

Well, why should
I lose everything

for some meaningless
fling, as you put it,

while you become a star?

-I'm not going to let
you destroy my career.

-I don't want to
destroy your career.

All I want is compensation.

-Yeah, $40,000.

-Well, look at it as the commission
I lost when you sold your house.

That sale should have been mine.

-We have joint accounts.

-I'm sure you'll
figure it out, Jack.

-Well FYI, I've recorded
this conversation,

so, if I decide to
give you the money,

it'll be a one off.

And if I ever hear
from you again,

I'll take that to the police

and you'll be charged
with blackmail.

And yes, I'll go down,
but I'll take you with me.

-The Atly Awards are soon.

I'll give you till then

and if not, I'll sell it while
your profile's at its highest.

I'll get the money either way.

Good
morning, Minister.

Agatha Fyfle is fine.

-What about the baby?

-21 weeks means she has
one week to terminate.

-Good.

So, let's work out the best
strategy for her and us both.

Find the father and
have the prick charged.

That's a priority.

-Well, it seems to
have been consensual

if that's any consolation.

Women's prison?

There's no such
thing as consent.

It's an abuse of power,
however you choose to slice it.

-Assuming we'll
treat this matter

as highly sensitive
until it's resolved.

The way the press
are with Agatha Fyfle

and with this new podcast,

I'd say treat it like
a concealed landmine.

And for fuck's sake,
don't step on it, Terry.

-So now we're investigating
who fathered the child.

We'll offer voluntary
blood tests for matching

to eliminate those who
have nothing to hide.

Needless to say,

this matter is not
to be discussed

with prisoners or anyone
outside this room.

Any breach will result
in instant dismissal.

-Who do you reckon it is?

-Whoever it is had better hope
she doesn't agree to a blood test.

-Lachy. Stop it. Don't.

-Guys. Guys, please be careful.

-Seriously, don't
worry about it.

There's a backlash
on socials already.

People are hating on it.

-Great, this podcast
will go viral, you watch.

Jack's affair will
come up again.

-Oh yeah. That'll suck.

Why have you stopped
telling me about your love life?

-I haven't.

It's just the chef messaging
about tonight's menu.

-No, no.

You're a chronic
over-sharer, and now nothing.

What's the big mystery?

No.

-Simon?

You're not dating Simon?

-I wanted to tell you.

I tried to tell you

and then every time I went
to, I just chickened out.

-Simon's a player,
Grace. You know that.

-But he has been
so beautiful to me.

So different.

-Oh, my god.

I cannot believe that
you have fallen for him.

You cheated on Jack one time.

Just forget about
it and move on, OK?

It's in the past...
- Yeah, maybe for you, Grace.

You know that Simon's
in love with me.

He told me that when
Ben was missing.

-He hasn't said that to me.

-No.

Why would he?

Look, I'm not trying to...

It's just that if
Simon can't be with me,

who is the next closest person?

Hello?

Babe?

-Yeah, we're here.

You've
got to stop seeing him.

-Hey, I listened to the
podcast on the way home.

Oh.
- You OK?

-Yeah, yeah.

Hello?

Hi, is this Lorelei Kelly?

- Yes, it is.
Great.

Can I confirm that you're the
creator of 'Who Is The Monster?'

-Yes, that's my podcast.

We'd love to talk to you

about the idea of syndication
in our national newspaper.

-Can I ask who's calling?

-Yeah, yes, it's Di Briggs.

Actually, I'm the
editor here at AMS.

How does it sound if
we bring you in...

He may be resting.

-Brother Bowler.

-Who is that?

-I'll get them for you.

I'm Lorelei, a voluntary reader.

I've come to keep you company.

-Lorelei.

Ah.

Well, that's a
pretty name for a...

For a pretty girl.

-The newspaper's
gagging for the next ep.

They say everybody's obsessed
with the Agatha story.

-It's all happening so fast.

-Yeah because it
started trending.

But they want to hear
more from Meghan,

so I've got to get
her to talk to me.

Or yell at me.

Works either way.

-Honey, have you asked yourself if
you should be hassling that family?

They've been through so much.

-Yeah, I agree.

-This is going better
than I ever dreamt.

Can't you just be happy for me?

-I hope your obsessions
are finally paying off?

-OK, Marcus,

talk to me when
you have a podcast

on the home page of
a national news site.

-Yeah, I will.

Hup, hup, hup, hello.

-Hey, mate. I'm just
trying to find my racquet,

then I'll be good to go.

-The kids are playing
with it downstairs.

-Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming.

-Morning.

-Don't even start about Grace.

-My feelings for
her are genuine.

-I don't care.

It's too complicated.

I cannot believe that
you would even go there.

-Oh, come on.

You and Jack are happy.

I'm happy for you.

What happened between
us won't come out.

-Got it. Let's roll.

-You ready?

-What do you think?

See you, babe.

- Bye.
You warmed up?

Not yet. You?

Could be better.

-Why are you hiding your face?

-All the kids are talking
about you and Daddy.

-What?

Zip up your bag, please.

Luce, what do you mean?

Hello?

-Meghan, it's
Lorelei Kelly here.

A daily newspaper is hosting
my podcast on their home page,

and I'd like to give
you another opportunity

to talk about what
happened to Ben...

-There's so much coverage now with
Agatha's story, it's ridiculous.

All it takes is some Uni
student with a microphone.

Hey.

Hi.

Who's that with Ben?

How do you
do it every time?

I don't understand that.

It was so quick.

Simon said he spoke to you.

I was hoping you'd calmed down.

-You think I enjoyed you sending
him around to persuade me?

-I didn't send him.

-We haven't spoken about any
of that stuff for two years.

And now it's all back on the
table because of you, Grace.

-You're being unreasonable.

-And you're being
really insensitive.

Just stop seeing him.

Stop seeing Simon

and then we can pretend like
none of this ever happened.

-Simon's let go of all that.

Maybe you should too.

You know,

this is my chance to be happy.

-OK, go.

Be happy with Simon.

As long as you're
seeing him, though,

I don't want to see
or hear from you.

Ben. Ben, come on.

Come away from Aunty Grace.

-Good morning, Agatha.

-Governor.

-First of all, I'd just like
to express my sincere regret

that an inappropriate
liaison has occurred here.

Tell me who's responsible,

and I'll take care of it.

Plus, I'll ensure you get the
best possible counselling.

-I'm responsible.

No one else.

-The prison will arrange
for a termination.

You'll be transferred to a women's
hospital for the procedure.

I'm sure you'll be very relieved
to put all this behind you.

-No.

I want this baby.

-Agatha, you must realise that
that is in no one's best interests,

especially not the child's.

And think about how much you'll
suffer once the baby is removed,

as it inevitably will be.

And when the other women
find out about the pregnancy,

I can't guarantee your physical
welfare, even in protection.

-I'm going to be transferred.

I'm going to keep her
with me at Jalala.

-It's a fantasy.

If necessary, we can get a
order to force the matter.

-I want to speak to my lawyer.

I have a right to
speak to my lawyer.

-You have to
remember who you are.

It's my belief that
Agatha Fyfle is not the monster.

Rather, she has been the
victim of a monstrous system,

and as she sits in jail, is
still in its unforgiving grip.

This woman deserves only help and
mercy from the justice system.

-You said you
couldn't get pregnant.

Don't let them do a blood test.

-I'm not stupid.

-Then get rid of it.

-No.

-Keep moving, Fyfle.

-Prison authorities can't
force you to terminate.

It's illegal.

-He said they'd get a order.

-Nah. It'll fail.

But this is leverage
to get you to minimum.

Raped by an officer. We'll sue.

-No.

It wasn't rape.

-OK.

So, what do you want to do?

-I want you to get me into

the Mother and Child
programme at Jalala.

-Agatha.

Be realistic.

They're not going to let a convicted
child killer into that programme.

-Just get me to Jalala.

-If you'd confided in me,

I would have had more
time to consider options.

-I didn't want to tell anyone until
it was too late for them to stop it.

Will you tell the judge now?

-It's too risky.

-She'll call an enquiry,

and if you claim it was consensual,
there'll be media backlash on you.

Let's wait and hope for
the best at sentencing.

-Please, get this
to that podcaster.

If I send it from here,
they'll confiscate it.

Let's go, Fyfle.

-You know, they need you
to say who the father is.

The Governor wants
to keep his job.

-Well, if they guarantee me a
transfer, I'll give them a name.

-Understood.

I'll relay that.

-I have proof.

Jones, we
need you to confess.

You're barking
up the wrong tree, mate.

-She says she has proof.

If she does, you're
betting off confessing.

The fuck I am.

Lights out, ladies.

-Pass.

-If anything happens to me,
they'll know it was you.

-No.

See, I didn't find that
proof you said you had.

But I found these.

And when I show them that you
haven't been having your medication,

they will know why
you topped yourself.

Now, I think terminating's better
than having that happen, don't you?

Fuck.

Morning.
Governor.

-I need to speak to
the Minister, please.

It's urgent.

Yeah, yeah, I'll hold.

Not a good time, Rocco.

-It's about Jones.

I questioned Fyfle yesterday.

She implied he's the father.

Given what's happened, I
thought you'd want to know.

-Yeah.

Yes, yeah.

Is she willing to make
a formal statement?

-Only if she's put into the Mother
and Child programme at Jalala.

-Yeah, yeah, I'm still waiting.

-Is he OK?

Jones.

-He's got a fractured skull.

He's on life support. He's
not expected to recover.

-Jesus.

Were any prisoners involved?

-The fall will be investigated.

It was in a no access area.

Looks like he may have been on
medication that we don't know about.

Just leave it with me, mate.

-Rocco, why are you ignoring me?

What have I done?

-I don't know, you tell me.

Listen, I've put my neck
out for you till now,

but I've got a career,
kids to think about.

I'm under the microscope.

I can't afford to have
any association with you.

-You've got kids?

-That's none of your business.

-You know what the other
inmates will do to me

when they find out I've slept
with a screw and I'm pregnant.

-You're on your own.

-Hey, Ben?

Ben.

What's Mummy holding?

OK.

Just leave it alone
for one second.

Stop.

OK.

What is Mummy holding?

Can you say doggie?

Ben? Ben?

It's a doggie.

Dog.

Please?

-I requested a shower on my own.

-You're not the only one who can
request favours in this joint.

-I don't know who ratted
about the rice over my head,

but it wasn't me.

And I didn't tell them
you punched me, either.

-A smart decision.

-I could be your
friend if you let me.

-I'm not friends
with child murderers.

-I haven't done anything to you.

Why don't you just
leave me alone?

-I'm never gonna
leave you alone.

There's no rush.

You're going to be in
here a really long time.

-Oh.

She punched me.
She did it again.

-I didn't fucking do it.

-Move.

- I'm
gonna fucking kill you for this.

I'm gonna fucking kill you!

Agatha wrote to me
and I quickly arranged a visit,

only to be told on the day that
her visitation rights were revoked.

She said she was being
bullied and punished.

Can a woman like Agatha ever be
safe in a maximum security jail?

No.

-What is it?

-The comments were
mostly supporting Agatha,

but now some Meghan fans commented
and it's started a new thread.

I've gotta delete them.

-I don't understand why you're
championing this particular woman.

-You don't have to understand.

-What are you doing?

-Just tidying.

-Mummy, Mummy, look what I won.

Mummy, Mummy, look what I won.

-Wow, awesome, Luce.

Did you have a good party?

-Balloon.

- Did you just say balloon?
- Mm.

-Ben. Did you just say balloon?

Oh, you're so clever.

Luce, give him the balloon.

Oh, you're such a good boy.

Luce.

-Hey, what's going on? Luce.

-Luce, I can't
believe you did that.

-Hey, come here. What happened?

-Oh.

-It does feel a little

like you're asking to profit
from my family's misfortune.

-Not at all. Sure,
people are fascinated,

but it's about a man who
overcomes a kidnapping,

holds onto his marriage,
and fires up his career.

It's actually inspiring.

-So, what kind of speaker
fees are we talking?

-We'd normally say ten grand, but
with the heat behind this podcast,

we could offer you 20 grand a gig
if you sign a three-spot deal.

-Let's do it.

- Fantastic.
- Great, thank you.

-Thank you.

Hi.

I'm loving the podcast.

-Thank you.

-How are you doing?

-If one more person
mentions Agatha Fyfle,

I'm going to jump
into the harbour.

-Right.

Well, it was worth the
lunch, financially at least.

I decided to take them up
on three speaking gigs.

Easy money.

-OK.

- Great.
- Yeah.

-How much?

-Five grand a pop.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

I don't know
about that one.

Look who I
found on the doorstep.

- Ah.
- Aunty Grace. Hi.

-Lucy. Shh.

You'll wake the boys.

This is not as easy as it looks.

-It doesn't look easy.

- I got that one.
- Did you?

-She's doing very well.

-Your sentencing
hearing's on Monday.

This is your notice.

-She's kicking.

Terrier's
tackling coach, Brent Scicluna,

awaits an internal investigation

regarding the matter of
supplying cocaine to players.

Meanwhile, Jack Shaughnessy, who
broke the story a few months ago,

won the country's most prestigious
journalism award last night.

Jack took home the top prize
of Excellence in Journalism

at last night's Atly Awards
ceremony in Darling Harbour.

Congratulations to Jack
from all of us at TVAU.

-Did you just get that text?

-What text?

-Sentencing hearing.

Monday.

-Yeah, listen, you know, once she's
sentenced it's all going to be over.

It'll be a fresh start.

We'll be free.

Cashed up.

Since all three of my
talks were sold out,

my speaking fee's just
gone up to 20 grand a gig.

OK.

-Can I tell everyone at school
that Daddy won a big award?

-You can tell whoever you like.

Hey.

I have an idea.

-What?

-Let's stop and get a treat.

Should we get
raspberry and Cola?

Super-sized?

-Yeah.

- The public are behind Agatha.
- Oh, my god...

-There's still hope for her.

- Were you following us?
- All I'm asking is

that you don't make a victim
impact statement tomorrow.

- Are you serious?
- Say nothing.

-Move.

Move your car.
- Shut up.

- Move your car.
- Give her a chance.

Please, Meghan.
- Go.

Hi, Karen.

It's Meghan Shaughnessy.

Hey, can you talk?

Hi, Karen.

-I slept on it, and I've
decided that you're right.

-You should do it.

The truth is, no one
wants to hear from me,

but they'll report
every word you say.

It's stronger.

-OK.

All stand.

-Before sentencing, I will now
hear victim impact statements.

-Thank you, Your Honour.

I had decided not
to speak today,

but something made me understand

that we three need to
speak for our children.

We need to be heard.

I am the lucky one.

My son, Ben lived,

but Karen's Emily and
Annette's Lizzie...

did not.

But with the strength that I
have because my son came back,

I stand here to say,

the lives of our
children meant something.

Mean something.

They weren't property to steal,

or newspaper fodder.

All three were fully formed,
thinking, feeling children

that Agatha Fyfle felt
entitled to kidnap and kill.

They were, and still are,

everything to us.

Perhaps her past traumas
influenced her actions.

There are people with equal trauma
who don't kidnap, who don't kill.

And so,

we can only believe that Agatha
Fyfle deserves no leniency.

Quiet please.

-Would the accused please stand?

Although your psychiatric report

concludes that you were no threat
to be housed in minimum security,

there are many
factors to consider.

After careful deliberation

and having heard the
victim's impact statement,

it is important that my decision
reflect the community's expectation

of the punishment you deserve.

Agatha Fyfle, I
sentence you to 25 years

with the recommendation it be
served in maximum security.

All stand.

-Commiserations on the sentence.

But seeing as we're
stuck with each other,

I suggest that we
try and cooperate.

I received the results of the
investigation into Mr Jones' death,

and the autopsy report.

While there was an open finding on
the exact cause of his accident,

I took the precaution of
asking for extra tests.

We discovered that you
gave a blood sample

on the night that
you were assaulted.

We used that sample as a match.
- You didn't get my consent.

-The significant result

is that Mr Jones is not
the father of your baby.

But perhaps you
already knew that.

-Wouldn't it be
easier if he was?

-I need a name, Agatha.

I'm sure that your lawyer
will appeal the sentence

on the basis of your pregnancy.

You give me a name,

and I'll support your appeal
for a transfer to Jalala.

-Rocco Osman.

You will find proof it was
Mr Osman on one of these.

-Two officers?

-If you were in here, you'd do
anything for protection, too.

-Did you want protection,

or a baby?

-I didn't know I
could get pregnant.

That's the truth.

But I kept those in
case they decided

to stop looking
out for me one day.

So, will you support my appeal?

-Yes, I will.

But you're Agatha Fyfle.

It'll go all the
way to the Minister,

and she's not the kind to cut
deals with the likes of you.

-Oh, we can all breathe
a sigh of relief.

No more court.

-At least justice was done.

-Hey, Grace. Bye, love.
-You acquitted yourself very well.

-Hey, listen, give little Ben a
kiss from Nanny when he wakes up.

-Yes, will do.

- See you.
- Bye.

Are you going with Daddy?

- Yeah, coming for a ride.
- OK.

I'm assuming things have
finished with Simon?

-I need to speak with you.

-OK.

Shoot.

-I did a DNA test on Ben.

-What?

When?

-You knew he was Simon's.

That's why you don't
want him around

because you're terrified
it's going to come out.

-This is not your family, Grace.

You have no right to interfere.

-I'm giving you the opportunity
to tell Simon first.

-Grace.

Grace.

You can't do this to me.

We're happy.

Jack is happy.

Ben is happy.

OK, look.

I will back off about
you and Simon, OK?

You can have some
kids of your own.

Grace, don't ruin our lives.

-If you won't tell him, I will.

-Give that to me.

-No, I gave you the opportunity.

-Grace.

We know there
was a conflict.

And we have growing
evidence of a motive.

You should know by
not talking to us,

it will be viewed
as uncooperative.

And should it go to trial, that may
be perceived as a sign of guilt.

So if it was an
accident, Meghan,

you have nothing to lose by
making a voluntary statement.

-I want to speak to a lawyer.

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