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CLARA: What do you think happened
to Belinda?

Did she decide
that she couldn't go on?

Did she jump?

She was depressed.
The therapist confirmed that.

Did someone else
come up the stairwell and push her?

What about the husband?
You always said he did it.

Did she fall?

She did this.

She had no motive.
Her boss was firing her.

So, she murdered her?

We find the accused...

...not guilty.

Belinda deserves more,
like... justice.

Hi. Clara.

From the jury?

My ex, he won't sell the business -

well, secretly, I wish his whole
business would burn to the ground.

Your beautiful store.

Obviously this is really good
for you with the insurance.

We should catch up again,
that was fun.

(LIQUID SLOSHING)

(UNCERTAIN WHIMPER)

(LIQUID POURING)

Oh, hey. Shh, go back to sleep.

Oh, I think we are screwed.

(RATTLING)

What?

(DRAMATIC STRINGS)

(GASPS)

No!

Come on!

Open up.

Why do we need to fix
the smoke alarm?

Because safety's important.

Is someone gonna burn
the house down?

No, of course not.

They burnt Dad's shop down.

Well, that's different.
It was probably an accident.

He said it was on purpose.

Why would someone do that?
(SIGHS)

I don't know, sweetie.

Sometimes people do things
we don't... understand.

Why isn't there any batteries
in here?

You took them out.
When you burnt the sausages.

You said you'd rather burn to death
than listen to that bloody noise.

I didn't actually say that, did I?

- Yes.
- Yes.

THEME MUSIC plays...

*AFTER THE VERDICT*
Season 01 Episode 02

Episode Title: "Episode # 1.2"
Aired on: August 17, 2022.

WOMAN: Hey.

What shall we do?

Classic waltz? Samba? Hip-hop?

Hip-hop, as a bridal dance?

Well, it could be fun.

I'm not sure if we're being serious.

What's under the pillow?
What?

When I came in, you shoved something

under the pillow.

No I didn't.

Uh, it's...

it's, uh... it's a surprise.

An early wedding present.

It's a dove.

I love it!

You don't have to,
I can take it back.

It's beautiful. Where's it from?

A shop.

A... a pop-up shop... popped up

and, um, I went in and saw the bird

and one thing led to another so...
yep.

OK, got to head.

What? To work? Now?

Yep - early deliveries.

Hey.

Yep?

I love my dove.

Good.

So, everyone stuck to the alibi?

Yep. Told the cops
we had nothing to do with it.

We were at a late-night barbecue
at yours.

Lamb kebabs, bit of capsicum.

You didn't over-lie, did you?

How do you over-lie?

By discussing capsicums.

I hope Daniel stuck to the story.
He's not returning my calls.

Well, if he doesn't back us,
then we all go down.

We're not going down
for something we didn't do.

Maybe you should go
to the cops first.

Pre-emptive strike.
Tell them that Heidi lit this fire.

'Cause we don't know that. Do we?

Oh, you said in front of her,

"I wish Dom's store
would burn to the ground,"

and the very next day...

She's also a suspected murderer.
She probably dabbles in arson.

She was found not guilty of murder,
by us.

You always said it was the husband.

I don't know what I think now.

Next time an accused killer
suggests dinner,

we should politely decline.

Why would she do this?

Maybe she thought she was doing you
a favour.

Or maybe she's punishing you
for saying she might be guilty.

MIGHT be guilty.

I made it clear it was
a fleeting thought and it fleeted!

We made friends, didn't we?

She gave Margie a dove.

(SCOFFS) I should never have taken
that dove.

Try to avoid the favour banks
of potentially-violent people.

I vote we go see her.

Why would we do that?

If she thinks she's doing me
a favour,

I need to let her know, thanks,

but I don't need
any more generous criminal gestures.

And if she's innocent?

Then I can sleep tonight.

(KNOCKING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Ah.

Hope we're not intruding.
Oh, no, it's good to see you.

Um, you didn't see anyone hanging
around when you pulled up, did you?

I don't think so.

OK, it's just some guy's
been lurking about

and I don't know whether he's
a photographer or a journo or what,

but he's just starting
to freak me out.

That's awful.
I've told the police

but they haven't exactly been
helpful in the past.

Anyway, come in.

This is for you.

Oh! Oh, that's gorgeous.

You gave Margie a dove,
so now we're even.

Not that it's about being even.

We just wanted to say, we didn't
mean to bring up the trial.

I'm sure you want
to leave it behind, and so do we.

So, we're moving on. 100%.

Well, me too, I hope -
if anyone will give me a job.

I'm sure they will.

It's just hard starting over.

Oh, yeah, it must be.

Actually, could I get
another glass of water?

Oh, yeah, of course.
Thanks.

(SOFT, SUSPENSEFUL STRINGS)

OK, she's offering rock melon.

So? So, it's not classic
arsonist/murderer behaviour.

Unless it's poisoned.

What about Daniel?

What about him?
(WHISPERS LOUDLY) He's avoiding us.

And he's the only other person
that heard you say

you wanted your ex's shop
burnt down.

So?

Well, you remember how hardcore
he was with Clara in the jury room.

You know what that means?
He finds me annoying.

Mm-mm - the opposite.

What are you talking about?

Daniel burnt down the store
because he's got a crush on Clara.

That's insane!
What's insane?

Oh!

(MOBILE RINGS)
Oh, sorry.

Thanks.

Hello?

Yes, of course.

See you soon.

We're going to have to go.

(PACEY, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Are they arresting all of us?

They just said they needed to see
all the jurors.

Just stick to the alibi.

And don't mention bloody capsicum.

They called you too?

They know who the arsonist is.
The detective said to wait here.

Oh, Ollie, Margie,
this is Dom, my ex.

'Sup?

You were at my store
before it burnt down.

I don't think that was us.

You were on the CCTV.

We had kebabs, didn't we? Um...

Lamb. There was capsicum involved.

Detective Sarti.

We've got an ID.

Cut himself on the window
when he broke in.

Now we've just got to find him.

Follow me.

The DNA matches Dean Walsh,

known to police for property damage,
stalking charges and assault.

I recognise him.

He was in court.

He was, he was part of a group
of fanatics called 'Free Heidis',

supporting Heidi Lang
through the trial,

campaigning for her release.

This is the guy
that burnt down my store?

Yes, we suspect he was targeting
your ex-wife.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

We can't locate him,

but we seized some evidence
at his property,

including a computer file where
he kept notes on all the jurors.

OLLIE: Oh, it's you!

He took these?

MARGIE: That's my fiancee.

What does it say underneath?

How you got to court,
that you're a butcher.

How does he know that?

He's obsessed with the accused.

He made it his business
to know everything

about the people
who decided her fate.

Did you notice him following you
before or after court,

on your way home?

Does he have stuff on me?

Wait, what does that say?

"Doesn't... concentrate on the case"?

No, that's not true. I concentrated.

That's my house.

He knows where I live?

It would seem that way, Ms Rossi.

There are our kids.

Until we find him, we'll be sending
patrol cars around

to check up on you.

He has photographs of our children
and he's on the loose somewhere?

What does he want?

He made a note
that he thought one of the jurors

wasn't convinced
of Heidi's innocence.

We think he's getting revenge.

Did you think she might be guilty?
Could this weirdo have known that?

You can't blame her.

I mean, you are shocking
at hiding what you think.

This maniac probably
just saw your face in court!

Can I have a moment, please?

(TENSE MUSIC)

"What to do if you have a stalker"?

Yeah, you'll find
some helpful advice in there.

My business has just been destroyed,
my children's lives are in danger,

and your solution is a checklist
of friendly tips?

It was my fault.

We talked to Heidi this morning.

She told us that there might be
someone following her.

You spoke to the murder suspect?

Heidi Lang made complaints
to the police

about a guy
lurking around the house.

She thought he might be a journalist
or photographer.

We have a record of reports made
by Ms Lang over the last few weeks.

What if it's him?

We were in her courtyard
the night of the fire.

He could have heard me.

Heard you what?

I said something about
wishing your store would burn down.

I am so sorry! I didn't mean it.

Dom.

Dom!

Can you please slow down?
We need to talk about the kids.

Maybe this man will go away
now that he's punished me.

The kids should stay with you
tonight. They'll be safer there.

Don't worry, I'm not leaving them
anywhere near you

while you're messed up
in this crap.

Frankly, I don't know
if they should be with you at all.

You don't mean that.

(SIGHS)

Mia has her flute concert tomorrow.

She's nervous.

Remind her it's OK
if she makes a mistake.

And Jamie still gets scared

if you forget to leave
the hall light on. I know.

Can you give them a kiss for me?

You OK?
Yeah.

I should get to work.

Is that a good idea?

It's just it says that we need to be
'unpredictable' in our movements.

You should stay with me and Trish.

Where's Daniel?

They must have called him in too.

Is there a problem?

Do you ever pick up your phone?

I try not to,
especially when I'm teaching.

Did the police call you?

I have a missed call

and I presume that is about
the fake alibi you made me give.

They've ID'd the man
who burnt down Dom's store.

Dean Walsh, a Heidi Lang fanatic.

He was at the trial
but he's done a runner.

Well, I hope they catch him.

Now, I've got to get back to class.

He's got a file on all of us,
with our photos.

He's made notes on everyone,
except you.

Well, I mustn't be as interesting
as the rest of you.

He's targeting me,

like he knows I'm the one
who thought Heidi might be guilty.

How would he know that?

Maybe you told him.

He was at the courthouse.

We were told to keep our discussions
about the trial

in the deliberation room.

You kept banging on about it,
with Margie, mostly.

In the corridor,
on the way to the bathrooms,

outside at the bus stop,

the cafe across the street.

I didn't know anyone was listening.

Is there anything else?

No.
OK.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

The cops are on to you.

You think I don't know that?

Calm down.

If they find me,
I'm taking you down too.

Clocked on late today?

Sorry, I had a personal issue.

Let's try to keep
our personal issues

to the weekend, shall we?

Great idea, Geoff.
I'll give that a go.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Heidi, hi.
I'm so sorry.

Why are you sorry?

Well, he's my stalker
and now he's after you.

The police filled me in,
they're just leaving.

So, it IS the guy that's been
hanging around your place?

I don't know.
They showed me photos.

It looks like him from the back,

but I've never got a good look
at his face.

I think he's taking clothes
off my line.

There's just all this stuff
that's gone missing.

Are you near a computer?

Check out some of the stuff
he posted on the Free Heidi chat.

Just creepy things like,

"All I want is to take care
of my soul mate."

He's taken photos of you too.

Yeah - outside my gym, shopping,
and that was months ago.

He's been following me
that whole time.

You shouldn't be alone.

I'll be OK.
I'm gonna go and meet some friends.

But you know what really bugs me?

I told the police weeks ago
there was a guy hanging around

and they did nothing.

Maybe if they had,
none of this would have happened.

Are they doing something now?

Sending patrol cars out, apparently.

Let me know if you find out
anything, and so will I.

OK. And, Clara?

Yeah?

Take care.

You too.

(DRAMATIC STRINGS RISE)

Hope that wasn't a personal call.

Mm!
Shh! Shh! Shh!

What are you doing?

(GRUNTS)

How did you get here?

Caught the train and walked.
Past all the cameras.

No-one saw me.
And how do you know that?

I would have looked!

You said you had a plan.
What is it?

'Cause I'm not staying out there
forever! Huh?

Let go of me.

You know what?

Maybe I hang here.
No.

The cops won't think to look for me
at your place.

Better still, I'll take the house,
you take the shed.

You can't stay here.

Well then, you better figure out
this plan of yours...

...Danny.

OLLIE: Hey!

What are you doing here?

Well, I've been told
to break my routine,

so... let's have dinner.

It's a matter of life and death.

OK, um...

...how can I say this?

Having sex with you was one of
the stupidest things I've ever done.

One of? That's positive.

I was on a rebound
from a bad day at the office.

I know, that's why I got you these.

Look, did you not hear?
This isn't happening.

You're an ex-juror from my case.

You can't help
who you have feelings for.

I have no feelings.

Except disdain for the complete
lack of interest you took

in a case you had a moral obligation
to take seriously.

And I'm making up for that.

I am literally putting my body
on the line for this case.

All I'm asking for
is you to be my bodyguard.

Goodbye, Oliver.

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)

(DOOR SLAMS)

(EXHALES) Oh, it's you.

Who else would it be?

How was work?
(SIGHS) Usual.

Whisky?
Haven't we got hip-hop?

I've been thinking, you know,

maybe we don't really need to do
dance class tonight.

It's our first one.

You were really looking
forward to it.

We could do a Zoom class.

You hate Zoom.

It's just that, you know...

...that studio's really, really far
out of the way

and gotta park at
that dodgy parking station,

then walk for miles in the dark.

Margaret - what's going on?

OK.

So... we have a stalker.

A what?

You know, it's a guy
from the court case.

He's obsessed with the accused.

What's that got to do with you?

Well, uh...

I might have dropped by her place
briefly.

For dinner.
Whose house?

The accused killer.

Look, it's not as bad as it sounds.

You had dinner
with an accused murderer,

you didn't think
to tell me about it?

Well, it was only takeaway,
I mean...

Like that makes a difference!

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Well, who's that?

I'll get it.

I'm just catching Trish up
on a few details.

She's normally very relaxed.

Trish, this is Clara.
Clara, this is... this is Trish.

Hi.
Hi.

(LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)
Thanks so much for having me.

Oh, well, it's a nice... surprise.

We're drinking whisky.
(UNCERTAINLY) OK.

I'm just hearing about our stalker,
and your new friend, the murderer.

Actually, Trish,
we found her not guilty, so...

Oh, great.

And so, I'm trying to figure out
how you ended up at her house.

You both went, did you, or...?

Yeah. Uh, but it was Clara's idea.

She's... she's actually
a nice person.

You'd really like her.

She gave Margie the dove.

She what?

Sorry, I thought you'd told her
everything.

No, she really hasn't.

You know what? Maybe it's not
a great idea for me to stay.

It's OK, I think you should stay.
I should get home.

I'm fixing the smoke alarm.

It needs batteries.

Urgently.

Clara!

Clara, come back inside.

Somehow, I don't think I'm welcome.

Well, she's just trying to get
her head around everything.

I mean, you can't exactly blame her.

We made some pretty dumb decisions.

You mean I made some dumb decisions?

You made it pretty clear in there
whose fault you think this is.

Well, I didn't mean
to dump you in it, but...

But what?

OK, fine -
I wish you hadn't tricked us

into meeting Heidi
at the restaurant that night.

I mean, I know you've got stuff
going on in your life...

My stuff
has nothing to do with this.

Oh, come on!

You even said it yourself
that you're filling a...

Say it.

...void!

I needed to know the truth.

Well, I don't think you had
the right to involve us

in your crusade.

OK, then - you aren't involved.

I'm un-involving you.

Oh, Clara, come on!

Clara! You can't go home alone.

(TYRES SCREECH)

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGS)

It's your mum.

Mum, where are you?

Hey, sweetheart. Just at home.

Why can't we be there?

You promised we'd stick
to the routine.

I'm sorry, I've work I need to do.

I can help you.

I can be extra quiet.

I know, possum, but I'd rather
have fun with you when it's done.

Is Jamie there?

Yes he did, he's a salami monster.

Jamie, Mum's on the phone.

I'm busy.

He doesn't want to talk,
he's making pizza with Mandy.

Oh, that's fun.

Will you still be coming
to my concert tomorrow?

Yeah.

I'm sure by tomorrow,
things will be back to normal.

Bye, Mum.
Night, sweetheart.

(CAR DOOR CLICKS)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)

It was him, I saw his foot
coming out of the car towards me.

OK, you need to slow down
and try and make sense.

Where were you?
Outside my house.

He pulled up behind me
and just... lurked.

Why were you sitting in your car
outside your own house?

I didn't feel like getting out.

I was scared, my kids weren't there.
OK, OK.

And it was definitely him who
pulled up behind you, Dean Walsh?

Yes. I mean...

I couldn't make out
who belonged to the foot,

but it was definitely a foot.

And he had a blue car
with a D in the number plate.

And he got out of his car?

Coming towards me!

So, you drove around the block?

Then when I came back,
he wasn't there.

And then I drove here, because...

Actually, I have no idea why.

Margie's busy, so...
Oh, gee, thanks.

(GROANS) Oh.

Beer?
Maybe it wasn't the stalker.

Maybe it was just a nice,
normal person with a blue car.

Maybe I'm nuts.
Do you think I'm nuts?

I've always thought you were nuts.

I wonder if...

Who you calling?
Heidi. Shoosh.

(OVER PHONE) Clara?
Did he have a blue car, Dean Walsh?

Have you seen his car?

I don't know, I don't think so.
Are you sure?

Are you alright?
I'm just paranoid, probably.

Does she want a beer?

(POP SONG PLAYS)
Five, six, seven, eight and step.

Two-step to the side.

Yeah! That's it.

Add the arms now.

And cross in front.

That's it, Margie.
You're rocking this!

This is fun, yeah!

OK, Trish, I just need you
to use the arms in front.

Just loosen up a little.

It would be easier in person.

Look, maybe if
you just relax your...

I'm just not feeling very relaxed
right now.

(POP SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)

I have a headache. I'm going to bed.

OK, that's... that's alright.
Just you and me, Margie?

So, you just shoot zombies?
That's the whole game?

They're not just zombies,
they're mutant zombies.

No, you're going the wrong way.
(LAUGHS) Mutant zombies?

No, turn...
Use that joist, turn around.

Can you stop checking that?

He can't get in, you're safe.

(LAUGHS) What's the point?

Ah!
They explode.

(LAUGHS) Did I die?

See?
I think I died.

Here, give me that.
Oh.

Did you catch up
with your friends earlier?

Oh, I...

I rang around but everyone was busy,
apparently.

I grew up in
a pretty conservative crowd.

When I was first charged, they all
said they'd stick by me, but...

They're never openly rude,
they're just unavailable.

That sucks.

When Dom and I split,
I lost friends too.

(MESSAGE TONE)

Everything OK?

Oh my god.

"Now you're free, you're mine."

How does he have my number?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

If he picks up,
try to keep him talking.

Find out where he is, what he wants.

Now?
Yes.

(SIGHS) God.

(BEEPING)

(TICKING)

VOICEMAIL: You have reached
the message bank of 040...

He's not gonna play.

Can't you trace
where the text came from?

We can find out what mobile tower
it came through.

Let's lodge a report,
see what comes back.

How long will that take?

About 24 hours, give or take.

Aren't you meant to be the police?

My daughter has a concert tomorrow.

I can't go
if he's going to follow me there.

No, I wouldn't recommend it.

Do you even want to help?

I could ask you the same question,
Ms Rossi.

Lying about your alibi
the night of the fire

didn't exactly help
our investigation.

How do you know we lied?

Not that we did.

Who cares if we had a kebab or not?

He has a blue car,
D in the number plate -

how about chasing that up?

Dean Walsh doesn't drive a blue car.

Well, maybe it's hired, or stolen.

If you were an arsonist,

you wouldn't drive your own car,
would you?

Well, why don't you write down

the description of the car for us,
then?

Have you made any headway yourselves
on where he might be?

We've talked to some of the fanatics
from the Free Heidi group,

but unfortunately, they don't know
anything about him.

He tried to make friends
with a bunch of them,

but they thought
he was too unhinged.

Oh, great.

Even the other weirdos
think our weirdo's too weird.

So, we sourced the name
the phone was registered to.

Clara Rossi.

YOU sent the creepy text?
No!

He must have registered the phone
in your name.

He used your Medicare card for ID.

But... it's here in my wallet.

Maybe you've left your handbag
unattended at court.

He's gained access, taken a photo.

Could he have been in my house?
Possible.

That he's been in my house?!

Is he trying to be funny,
using my name?

It's about power
for people like him, Ms Rossi.

Getting control.

Look, have you guys
got anywhere else to stay?

No.

Well, there's my place.

He knows where you live too.

There might be another option.

(BEEP)

Oh, wow!

Who owns this?

Uh, a client.
Your client?

Are you sure it's OK we're here?

Champagne?

Yes.

At least it's a nice place to hide.

Long way down.

Don't stand too close
while I'm around.

(LAUGHS) Sorry.

Your faces!

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

(SNICKERS)

So...

...what do you think happened
to Belinda that day on the roof?

(SIGHS)

Look, I have...

...I've thought about it so much

and I just can't believe
that Paul would ever hurt her.

He had a temper,
but he was a loving husband.

Then...

...why did he make up
that stuff about me?

And when Belinda lost the baby,
it was...

...it was weird.

Like, Paul was so distant,
like he blamed her.

So, you actually think
he could have killed her?

Did you tell your lawyers about him?

Well, they said it was easier
to show reasonable doubt

saying it was probably suicide.

There was no evidence it was Paul.

And you don't think
she would have killed herself?

No. No, I don't.

I knew her better than anyone.

It may sound dumb but...

...I worry that somehow I deserve
everything that's happening -

this creepy guy
following us and everything.

Why?

Well... I got my freedom
saying Belinda took her own life.

But it's a lie.

Someone pushed her off the roof
that day.

I'm sure of it.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

DANIEL: I have a plan.

You got to get off the grid.

I'll take you to the bush, alright?

I've got a tent for you,
I've got food.

What's wrong with a car?

There's cameras all over the city.

So, get in.

Come on.

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYS)

HEIDI: Oh!

Oh my god.

Turn it off!

Yeah, it's weird -
this blender's different to mine.

Doesn't yours have a lid?

Eugh. Do you think you've made
enough mess?

I cooked us eggs, there's pastries,
coffee, protein shake.

You went out?
Yeah.

Well, we needed pastries
and protein.

We have to leave at some point,
I guess.

Shit, it's late.

You can't just go.

Oh, I'll be OK, I'll call a cab.

I guess we should go too, then.

Anyone want a shake?

Uh, I've got to head.

Hey, I know the police
have been hopeless,

but they will find this guy.

My shift starts in half.

I'm sorry about the dance class
and...

...everything else.
I just...

...I don't understand
how you got wrapped up in all this.

Just exciting to be part of
the big picture, you know.

I wasn't just 'Margie the butcher'.

You're never
just 'Margie the butcher'.

It was a murder trial.
We decided something important.

Since then,
it's been hard to let go.

There's time.

Yep. I know.

Alright.

You gonna be alright at work
by yourself?

I have a meat cleaver.

I have a scalpel.

I have a buzz saw.

I have chloroform.

Oh, you win.

(RATTLES HANDLE)

Can we go?

I'm trying to find my stalker.

Look at this.

He posted it.

We are in week three
of Heidi's trial.

She is an innocent.

(SIGHS) Why aren't the cops
checking out the husband, huh?

He's the killer. It's obvious.

We are watching you, Paul.
We are watching you!

Looks like I'm not the only person
he doesn't like.

We need to talk to Paul.

(DING!)

(GROANS) Oh, this is where
Belinda died.

Shoosh!

Hello?
Nice place. (WHISTLES)

Oh.

Hello?

What the hell?

Oh, sorry. You buzzed us in.

I thought you were a delivery.

Not exactly. My name's...

I know who you are, both of you.

You let my wife's killer walk free.

And now you barge into my home?

We were just... we wanted to ask you
about someone - Dean Walsh.

What about him?
He's dangerous.

He's been after me
and he could be after you too.

He IS after me.

He's out there telling everyone
that I'm a murderer.

We saw some of the posts.

We just wanted to know
if you knew anything about him,

where he might be.
I have no idea.

All I know is that he's a freak
and that he's full of shit.

He says I killed my wife!

Well, is it true you blamed her
for losing the baby?

Who told you that?

Ah, so it is true.

(SCREAMS) Get the fuck
out of my house

before I smash you in the face!

Get out! Get out!

Sorry.
Sorry.

Um, bye. Lovely place.

That wasn't helpful.
What?

Pissing off the person who might
have told us where Dean Walsh is.

Oh, he didn't know.

And I think we just proved
he killed his wife.

You see how he pushed me?

That's exactly what he did
to his wife off the roof.

I should tell Eliza.

You still trying to impress
that lawyer?

I'm pursuing justice.

Well, I need to find my stalker.

(CLARA'S MOBILE RINGS)

It's Daniel.

Hello?
Hi.

Um... I thought you might want
a place to stay.

You know, if you're worried
about this guy following you.

And I have room.

A room. For you.

I'm sorted, thanks.

Sure.

I should go.

Yep, OK.

Bye.

He wanted me to stay with him.
How weird is that?

What?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

"Die doubter"? I guess he means you.

I know I can't come to the concert,
Dom, I accept that.

I just want to talk to Mia.

We've called the police.

We're still waiting.

You know what?
Just tell her good luck.

Tell her I love her and she can do
a special concert for me

when this is all over.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

No, no, no, stop!

The evidence! The cops!

Where the hell are they?

It's been 20 minutes!

He was right here.

They could have caught him by now,
I could be at the concert.

That looks way better.

I could get her a flute.
What?

Mia - we hire her flute
and the valves get stuck

and I told her if she practised
really hard, I'd buy her her own.

Do you think that's a priority
right now?

I could have it to her
by the end of the concert.

Ugh!

What are you doing? Clara.

Hey, wait. Stop!

(PHONE RINGS)

(SIGHS)

This needs to be quick.
(OVER PHONE) Everything's weird.

Daniel just asked Clara
to stay at his place.

Out of the blue.

Why?
Like I said - weird.

So, I googled him -
he has zero social media presence.

No Insta, no Facebook. It's strange.

Well, that's strange for someone
who's not you.

Yeah, well,
I looked at the school website,

I found a newsletter.

There he is,
helping out at a fundraiser

and loading bread rolls
into his car, and guess what?

His car is blue, and there is a D
in the number plate.

And?

What do you mean 'and'?
Where have you been?

Actually, where have you been?
Clara...

...she thinks it's better
if I'm uninvolved.

What?

You can't be uninvolved,
you're already involved.

And by the way, you might be right
about the husband.

How is she? Clara?

She's terrible.
She can't see her kids,

she has a fixation
with musical instruments,

and now some lunatic's
trying to kill her.

Oh, and it appears that lunatic
is Daniel.

Or there are two lunatics.

Either way, it's not good.

Hello?

Hello?

(CAR APPROACHES SLOWLY)

(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)

What do you want from me?

(SCREAMS) What do you want from me?!

Leave... me... alone!

I'm so sorry.

Definitely his car.

And you're sure
this is Daniel's place?

Of course I'm sure -
I dropped him home during the trial.

Maybe Dean Walsh and Daniel

both have a blue car
with a D in the number plate.

I mean, that's possible, right?

(PHONE RINGS)

Hey!

You bastard.

Don't you have an opening inspection
about to start?

They're about to arrive
and the place is trashed.

There's champagne bottles
everywhere and...

...is this a croissant?

Almond, I think.

You need to take better care
of your property keys.

You absolute pri...!

She was gonna say 'prick'.
She's the prick.

I was meant to sell that place,

she stole my client
while I was on jury duty.

(DOOR SLAMS)
Shh, shh!

So, now what? Do we talk to him?

If he's up to something dodgy,
do you think he's gonna tell us?

So, what? We follow him?

Yep.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

Clara?
I think I'm losing my mind.

Where are you?
I just left the hospital.

I had to take a lovely old lady
there.

She's OK, she's just in shock,

but I'm breaking nice people's cars
with cellos

and I'm not sure I'm OK.

Uh, alright,
here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna call into work sick
for tomorrow and pack a bag.

We need to get away.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Slow down. Slow down.

Slow down! Slow down!
Can you stop?

He'll see you!

Where's he going?

You're the one who wanted
to follow him.

I didn't think he'd come
all the way out here.

(SIREN WAILS)

They're coming for him?

Oh, there's more of them.

He's stopped.
Stop, stop, stop, stop.

(HANDBRAKE PULLS)

Why is he turning around?

(EXHALES)

He must be trying to avoid
whatever that is. Let's go.

Go where?
To see whatever that is.

(MUTTERS) Oh, god.

This isn't even a path.

Yes, it is.
No, it's not.

(SQUELCHING)
Aw!

This is the worst idea ever.
These are brand-new shoes, Margie.

Shoosh!
(SIGHS)

Ow!
Now what?

A spiky plant!
Shh.

(DISTANT SHOUTS)

WOMAN IN DISTANCE:
Keep looking for a weapon.

(DRAMATIC STRINGS RISE)

Dean Walsh.

MARGIE: Maybe we should go
to the police.

OLLIE: They're gonna ask
what we were doing there.

So, then we just tell them.

"Oh, we were stalking our friend

"because we think he's stalking
our other friend

"and then we found a dead stalker."

Why was Daniel there?
I dunno.

I mean, I know I said
he's an oddball,

but he's not a murderer, is he?

Fuck. Is he?

No, it doesn't make sense.

I mean, if he was the murderer,

why would he go back
to the scene of the crime?

I mean, he wouldn't.

No, no, I mean, he wouldn't.
No.

Except to get rid of the body.

HEIDI: Clara.

Hi!

Hey! (GIGGLES HAPPILY)

You got everything?
Yeah, I think so.

Thanks so much for this.
Oh, I'm excited. Road trip!

You're gonna love my parents' place.
Country air, open fire...

Jump in.

We can get straight onto the freeway
from here.

Have you been to the Highlands?

No, but I've heard it's lovely.

(ON VOICEMAIL)
Hi, you've called Clara.

Leave a message. Thanks, bye.

Hey, um... we don't wanna
freak you out but...

- Daniel is a murderer!
- No, he might be.

He... Daniel is definitely
your stalker.

Just call us back, OK?
Wherever you are.

Whatever you do,
stay away from Daniel!

(SINISTER MUSIC)

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