All language subtitles for The Gloaming E05

Freddie...

Freddie?

Freddie...

Daisy...

Daisy...

Aaagh! Aah!

Freddie?

- Aaaaaagh!
- Freddie, what is it?

Aaaaagh!

Nurse? Someone, quick!

Nurse, hurry!

He was having some kind of fit.

His vitals are fine.

It's freezing in here.

♪ My screams got lost in a paper cup

♪ Do you think there's a heaven
where some screams have gone?

♪ Yeah, I can hear that

♪ I don't care

♪ 'Cause sometimes I sit

♪ Sometimes I hear my voice

♪ And it's been

♪ Here

♪ Silent all these years. ♪

Have you heard the news?

- What time is it?
- 6:30.

Ah, I need coffee.

Jacinta Clunes was killed last night.

In a car accident. Happened out near
Chimney Pot Bay Road intersection.

Would have been just hours
after I met with her.

Oh, my God.

She seemed completely rattled by my visit.

I thought maybe I'd...
overstepped the line.

Look, it's got nothing to do with
you, Freya, OK?

It was an accident. These things happen.

You haven't told anyone about your visit,
have you?

- No.
- Good, good.

Best to keep it that way.

Do you think Jacinta Clunes is somehow
connected to the Dorothy Moxley case?

Why do you say that?

I did a background check on all the companies
that were funding Jacinta's campaign.

And...?

They're all tied to the
Star of the Forest Church.

Did they say when those blood samples
would be processed?

A couple of days. I'll double-check.

- Detective.
- Hi, Molly.

Hi, George.

I hear you've got someone in the frame
for that Dorothy Moxley murder.

- Maybe
- Local?

This a single-car accident?

Councillor Clunes swerved to miss
something. Probably a kangaroo.

Hit a tree head-on.

Any brake marks?

You know something that I don't?

Just curious.

A witness saw her driving around 6:30pm,
noticed she swerved abruptly.

She must have been going at speed.

Who called it in?

Some guy driving behind her.

Haven't read the report yet.

She'd been to a nearby restaurant earlier.

The Peppermint Bay.

We're gonna do bloods on her
to make sure she wasn't over.

Council wouldn't be happy if she is.

Do you know who she was with?

- No passengers.
- No, at the restaurant.

You gonna let me in on this or what?

If it leads to something,
you'll be the first to know,

and if you find anything unusual
about any of this, call me.

- Unusual?
- You know what I mean.

Thanks for picking me up.

- Where's your car?
- The mechanic's.

What are you doing here?

Hey, remember the other day, when we saw
Gareth McAvaney at the petrol station?

Yeah.

That was Jacinta Clunes in the car.
She's a councillor at Eyrie Council.

- She died in a car accident last night.
- What's your point?

I think she might have been colluding with him
on a land development down at Minor Ferry.

OK, but, I mean, even if that was true,
what's it got to do with our case?

Can we swing past the
Peppermint Bay restaurant?

- What for?
- I want to know who she was with last night.

And what will that prove?

Just a hunch.

How's Lily?

She's back at school.

She's pretty tough.

Well, that's good.

Why have you got this?

Take a look at the
newspaper clipping inside.

"Ricky... Jones."

- Look at the date.
- 2005.

That's a bit more recent
than convict times.

I'm wondering if this might
belong to Dorothy Moxley after all,

and this Ricky Jones might be her son.

We know she gave birth at some stage.

Go left here.

What do you expect to find here?

Maybe something. Maybe nothing.

Can I help you?

Yeah.

Uh, I was just directed up here
by the woman downstairs.

Jacinta C...

Alderman Clunes is currently not available.

Yeah, no, I heard the news. It...

It must be a shock... for you all.

I just, uh, need to get
something that I left here the other day.

It's a blue file.

McAvaney Constructions on the front.

I think I left it on her desk.

I was told not to touch anything.

Oh, no, I understand. I'm... I just...

Just that I have
a major presentation today, so...

I'm sorry.

I can't help you.

You're gonna have to come back another day.

Alright, I could get you fired
with one phone call!

You understand that?

I'm... sorry.

Listen, I am just...

Well, I just need the file.

Please...

I'm sorry, I can't...

I'm sorry.

I warned you.

Can I help you?

Uh, I hope so.

I'm looking for some information
on a patron who was here last night.

- Were you here?
- Yeah, till about 10:00.

Do you know who Councillor
Jacinta Clunes is?

Yeah, she... she was here last night.

- Was she alone or... or with someone?
- She was with a guy.

I mean... I don't know
if they were 'together' together

- or if they were work colleagues.
- Right.

Can you tell me anything about him?

Not really. Wore a suit.

Drove a red sports car.

Anything else?

OK, I have to set up for a function.
Can we do this inside?

Sure.

I don't want to get into trouble.

We respect our customers' privacy.

A crime may have been committed.

They were arguing.

Arguing?

Yeah, she was upset about something
and he was being pretty aggressive.

What do you mean "aggressive"?

She was trying to get into the car
and he was trying to stop her.

- And you witnessed this?
- It happens a bit.

People drink, you know?

Did they leave together?

I don't know.

She got into her car as I went inside
and when I came back it was gone too.

Right.

I'll be back.

But call me if you remember anything.

Lewis called.

Wanted to know where we were.

Jacinta Clunes met Gareth McAvaney here
last night.

So?

They had an argument.

She knew we were onto her
and tried to terminate their agreement.

She knew WHO was onto her?

Look, someone called this accident in.

I'm gonna guess it was Gareth McAvaney.

He was with her.

He knew he'd been seen with her.

He's trying to look like
the concerned citizen.

Hey, buddy.

Where have you been?
I've been trying to call you.

Just out at a building site.

Did you hear about Jacinta Clunes?

I did.

She's dead, man.

I know, it's...

..it's tragic.

So, what about the proposal?

- Don't worry. It'll still go through, mate.
- Are you sure?

Yeah...

I'm sure! Just get off my back!

We have sunk a lot of money into that land.

You might have backers to get
you out of trouble but I don't.

Listen...

It's gonna be fine.

You know, it's been a shock.

I considered her a friend.

I just need a little time.

I just hope you know
what you're doing, mate.

If this proposal doesn't go through,

we're screwed.

Close the door, will you?

Julia?

I think I might need some legal counsel.

Won't be a moment.

Take your time.

Chicken salt or normal, love?

Chicken, thanks.

Chicken's more popular
than regular these days.

Thank you.

Can I help you?

Um...

Two potato cakes, thank you.

- Is that all?
- Yes.

I'm watching my weight.

Oh.

What are you doing?

You're Freddie's mum, aren't you?

Yes.

Why?

I'm a friend of Daisy's.

Well, I used to take care of her.

I took her off the streets.

It's very sad, what happened to Daisy.

She was a fragile girl.

- Vulnerable, like.
- It wasn't Freddie's fault, what she did.

Oh, hush, now.

I'm not saying it is.

Daisy was at that tunnel

the night that woman was... murdered.

- I don't see...
- Ah!

The police seem to think that's why
she took her own life.

The shock of it all - the... the guilt.

I know they think Freddie killed
that woman, but he wouldn't.

He... he couldn't.

It's alright.

I'm not here to judge.

I just want to know who that woman was
and why Freddie killed her.

- I...
- DO... not...

..argue with what we both know.

Honestly, I don't... know.

He must have known her.

I've never heard of her before.

And I've never heard
Freddie talk about her!

Are you going to cook my potato cakes?

Chicken salt or normal?

Oh.

I'll have a little bit of both,
if I may.

How much do I owe you?

$3.

When Freddie wakes up,

you tell him not to talk to the police.

Do you understand?

Why?

Do you want your son to go to jail
for the rest of his life?

No, no, of course not.

Then tell him to say nothing.

Otherwise, if the cops don't get him, oh...

..the Devil surely will.

Ah... Thank you for the potato cakes.

I need to get into his house.

What for?

He has paperwork in there
that would prove they're in cahoots.

Wait a minute... How... how do you know
that there's paperwork in his house?

'Cause I've seen it.

There are plans in there for the
construction of a housing estate

four weeks before the
council bought the land.

You broke into his house?

Yeah, I did.

- Molly, you're a cop!
- Oh, come on, Alex!

It's not like you've never broken the law.

What?

Those anxiety meds in your glove box...

Uh, wha...
what were you doing in my glove box?

Carrying a gun?

God...

One drug test and you'd be done for.

No, no, it's not important!

We need to get back.

Alex?

Grace.

Eileen.

Hmm! What a pleasant surprise.

Where's my daughter? I know she's here.

How long has it been?
It must have been at least two years.

Can you just tell her to come out?

I can't tell Stephanie
what she can or can't do.

She's a grown woman.

With a beautiful little baby girl.

Bloodline is everything.

I won't let you ruin her.

Then, by all means...

..go and get her.

Well, you know I can't.

We're a part of a chain, Eileen.

You and I.

A long, great and suffering chain.

That's a chain I want broken!

Oh, it holds us together.

One link to the next.

Our strength is that we remember...

..the old days...

..and the old ways.

You have to let her go.

You make it sound like
she's tied to a table!

Yeah, I know you too well.

We're in danger.

She comes with warnings,

and there's been plenty.

You, of all people, should know
what it’s like to lose a child, Grace.

I'll be back!

I think this could give us a way
into the Dorothy Moxley case.

How do you figure that?

Jacinta Clunes is backed by
the Star of the Forest Church.

Dorothy Moxley is connected to the church

and most likely laundering money for them
through Millstock...

How do you know Jacinta Clunes
is backed by the church?

Done my homework.

And this isn't just an elaborate way of
getting back at Gareth McAvaney?

He's a part of the church.

And I will bet you the shirt off my back

that McAvaney Constructions
is funded by them.

We just need to prove it.

By breaking into his house again?

- Where does Freddie Hopkins fit into all of this?
- That I don't know yet.

And how would you explain how you got
the evidence? It'd be thrown out of court.

He'd have to prove I got it from his house.

I mean, I could have found it in a cafe.

Look, once I see the proo...

Molly...

What is it?

It's Gareth McAvaney's car.

Lewis.

What's going on?

Let's talk in my office.

Get on with your paperwork.
This way, please.

Just up the stairs.

Molly, does Lewis know
I spoke to Councillor Clunes?

Am I gonna get in trouble?

No.

No, it's... it's fine.
Don't worry about it.

Valerie Gowdie.

Yes?

Yeah, I'll come out.

Eileen.

Yeah. Hey.

- Is everything alright?
- Yeah. Yeah.

I have to ask you a favour.

But only you.

OK.

You can't ask me any questions.

I need you to trust me.

- Can you?
- What is it?

You said you'd wished you'd done more
to help Jenny.

You can help now.

You alright?

Yeah. You?

Hey, look at this.

What did Eileen McGinty want?

Uh, she just wanted to ask me a favour.

Look at this.

That newspaper clipping I showed you...

Valerie Gowdie.

Ricky Jones was convicted
of her murder in 1995.

So?

So, why does Dorothy Moxley
have Ricky Jones' obituary?

What happened to your hand, Gareth?

Molly... in my office, now.

Do you care to explain this?

What were you doing in Gareth McAvaney's
house, apart from stealing chess pieces?

Do you know what you've done?

You've embarrassed this unit

and you've embarrassed yourself!

Gareth?

I'll see you back at the office.

Hey.

Listen, I know... that there's been
some trouble between you and Molly.

I mean, she's been under a lot of pressure.
This investigation...

I appreciate your concern for her, Alex.

I... I do. I know that you guys were close.

- No, it's not that. She's a good cop.
- No, she's an unhinged cop.

Look, I...
I know that she can be persistent.

Persistent? She broke the law, Alex.

You get the irony of that?

She's a single mother.

She can't lose her job.

Let's get that drink soon.

Have a proper catch-up.

How did you hurt your hand? Looks bad.

Oh, I just... cut it on a door frame.

Clumsy me.

There's a much bigger picture
going on here, Lewis! Can't you see it?!

You need to stop this
personal grudge, Molly?

I know Elizabeth was a dear friend of yours

but her death was ruled
an accident - let it go!

I have evidence to prove that Jacinta
Clunes and Gareth McAvaney were colluding.

They're both a part of
the Star of the Forest Church.

Well, where is your evidence?

Molly, you're not getting it.

All this makes anything
that you have on this case invalid.

You have single-handedly
compromised this investigation,

which means if Gareth McAvaney
has anything to do with it,

then you've ruined any
chance of convicting him!

You'd better get legal
representation, Molly.

What?

I should send you home right now.

Once a formal complaint comes in writing,
I have no choice.

I'd get the best lawyer you can.

Hey, what's going on?

- I don't know.
- You OK?

Yeah, I gotta go.

Well, do you want to get a coffee?

I can't. I've gotta get my car.

It's Daisy's funeral.

I'll drive you.

Alright.

He's got CCTV footage of me.

And what does it prove?

I had something from his house.

Jesus, Molly, this isn't like you.

How would YOU know what
is and isn't like me?!

We spent four years together.

Yeah, 20 years ago.

I need to speak to Bennett.

How sure are you that Gareth McAvaney
was colluding with Jacinta Clunes?

I am positive.

OK. We need to find proof.

Legitimate proof.

I'm gonna lose my job, Alex.

No, you're not.

We'll find a way out of this.

Darryl, come and have a look at this.

How the hell did blood get on there?

Mm.

It's on the back of the seat as well.

Death can leave a grief that hangs so heavy

that it turns to despair and hopelessness.

But it's in these times
that we must turn to our faith,

as Daisy did.

Light and darkness, prosperity and disaster

are all Her creation,

and worship, suffering and sacrifice

are the only way.

Children are a portal...

..to a better understanding of our spirit

that resides beyond the veil.

O, Lord, You bind the
world with Your commandment

and we follow You now.

We leave the dead to bury the dead.

"Bind the earth by the word
of Your commandment and...

"seal it by the terror of Her hand."

It's unorthodox, to say the least.

Mm. You mean that it's matriarchal?

- Indeed.
- Yeah.

But it sounds like Old Testament.

Yes, but...

..writings left out of the official Bible.

And as you say,
the reference to "Her hand" is...

..it's interesting.

Where'd you get this?

It was, uh... it was found under the
floorboards of an old convict house.

It's part of an investigation.

And the books and chapters
aren't quite in the right order.

It could be a Crofter Bible.

Crofter?

It's appropriated from an older term.

The real origin is more like
17th-century Scotland.

Christianity fused with...

..folklore, pagan traditions,

a superstitious belief in black magic.

The closest analogy is...

..something like voodoo.

So, witchcraft?

Yeah, but not the pointy hat
and broomstick variety.

Much... darker, disparate ideas than that.

What do you mean?

Way back in the day,

the Crofters were persecuted and displaced.

Marginalised by poverty and oppression.

They saw the paradox of evil in this world

and came to an unorthodox
conclusion about God.

That evil exists because God wants it to.

That God was evil.

Basically, yes.

They didn't believe in the separation
between life and death.

They thought it was all one and the same.

The living and the dead are never parted.

Here.

Probably dragged out here
in the hull of an old convict ship.

From the old world to the new.

Ultimately...

..there was no... room for it here
and it was forgotten.

And if there was?

Are you asking me if I...

..believe Crofters still exist?

I doubt it.

It's just old Scottish folklore.

Thank you.

If they were to exist,

these Crofters...

..how would we know?

Look for flocks of starlings.

They're meant to perform
the dance of the witch.

Thanks for your time, Padre.

Hi. Stephanie, I'm Alex.

- We met...
- I've been waiting for you.

Is Grace here?

No. She's gone out.

Your, um...

..your mother... asked me
to come and check up on you.

My mother doesn't care about me.

Well, why do you say that?

Did you kill my sister?

What?

There are people who think you did.

I know, but it's not true.

So, a masked gunman comes out of nowhere,

killed Jenny but spared you?

Yeah.

And it keeps me awake every night.

That he killed Jenny... or spared you?

Both.

Why were you going up
to the lakes that day?

Jenny wasn't your girlfriend.

She wanted me...

..to go with her while she was looking into
your family history.

What was she looking for?

I don't really know.

I think she wanted to show me something.

My mother is obsessed with Jenny

and what happened.

It's like I never existed.

She never talks about our family history.

That's why I came here.

What's this? Do you know?

It's an old trinket.

Just decoration?

Superstition.

Like the bottles. They catch evil spirits.

Spirits of the dead don't like water.

They won't cross it.

The blue paint fools them,

keeps them at bay.

Paganism?

Folklore. From the 'old country',
as my mother calls it.

Your mother has one?

Aunty Grace keeps up old traditions.

More than my mother.

Aunty Grace?

Yes. She and my mother are sisters.

Thanks for coming, Detective.

Daisy would have appreciated it.

Not at all.

Would you mind if I had
a... a look in Daisy's room?

- Are you working?
- No! No.

No, I just wanted to get a sense of
how Daisy lived.

She loved having a home,
and a room of her own.

We did our best.

I'll show you.

You foster kids often?

When we can.

We couldn't have children of our own.

And it was always God's will that we help.

I'm sure of that.

I guess you feel like that about your job.

Yeah.

Only I don't believe in God.

This was her room.

Won't be long.

Thank you.

Detective?

We're about to pray for Daisy.

Oh, OK.

Detective McGee,

come and join us.

Let us pray.

Light and darkness...

Light and darkness...

..prosperity, disaster.

..prosperity and disaster.

Bound earth and sealed terror.

Bound earth and sealed terror.

Rejoice in our suffering.

Rejoice in our suffering.

Amen.

Amen.

Goodnight, sir.

♪ Bheir mí óró, bhean ó

♪ Bheir mí óró, ó bhean í

♪ Bheir mí óró ó hó

♪ Sad am I without thee

♪ Bheir mí óró, bhean ó

Hello?

♪ Bheir mí óró, ó bhean í

♪ Bheir mí óró ó hó

♪ Sad am I without thee

Who's there?

Mama...

Mama...

Huh...

Oh...

Valerie?

Mama...

Mama?

Oh...

Oh, Valerie.

Bubby.

Ohh, Valerie.

Oh!

Yes!

Valerie... you've come back to me.

That's not Valerie, Aunty Grace.

That's Emily.

Can you sit up, Freddie?

Welcome back to the land of the
living, Freddie.

We thought we'd lost you.

Ah, Nurse Isabelle is going to
look after you. You must be hungry.

"Out of the smoke came
locusts upon the earth...

"and power was given unto them."

Hello, Freddie.

I've got some nice, hot soup for you.

"Out of the smoke came
locusts upon the earth...

"and power was given unto them."