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♪ Get your motor runnin'

♪ Head out on the highway

♪ Lookin' for adventure

♪ In whatever comes our way

♪ Yeah darlin' gonna
make it happen

♪ Take the world
in a love embrace

♪ Fire all of your
guns at once

♪ And explode into space

♪ Like a true nature's child

♪ We were born,
born to be wild

♪ We can climb so high

♪ I never wanna die

♪ Born to be wild

Find the rider?

Down this way.

They were flung this far?

Yeah weird, right?
That's why I called.

Safe to assume this isn't Debbie.

Well, maybe he crawled
to the creek and fell in.

Why crawl to the creek?

Why not to the road to get help?

Hm, and if he crawled,
where are the hand prints?

Those do look like
his boot prints, though.

Yeah.

And, Gavin Murphy.

Local, 33 years old.

Okay.

- So he's getting married.
- Yep.

In about 40 minutes.

Yeah no, I couldn't believe it

when I heard about your breakup.

Heart went out.

Thanks, Frodo.

I mean, went right out,

like out of my chest and hovered there

like a hovering heart-shaped hovercraft.

Beth seemed like the one, right?

She did.

Although, you obviously
thought that before.

Yeah, that's true.

Easy mistake to make once, or even twice,

or I mean, three or
four times in your case,

but you and me, it's quite incredible

when you think about it, you know?

How much we've got in common.

I've never really given it much thought.

Hey, and this is
coming from the heart, but

now you're single again, if you
wanted to get back on the horse,

get back out there,
clubbing, you need a wingman,

you've got my number.

That's a very generous offer.

Ah, sorry.

- Frodo, I need to take this.
- Me too.

Kristin.

Yeah.

Male versus tree.

The cause of the accident is unclear,

but there is an awkward side to it.

I see, today?

Brokenwood Lodge.

No, I'm closer.

I'll take care of it, uh-huh.

Is that him?

There's no time pressure
in the house of the Lord.

Sure he'll be here soon.

The groom, that is.
Not the Lord.

The Lord is always here.

Here, there, and everywhere.

Thank you, Reverend.

- Who's that?
- Just call me, okay?

Everybody's freaking out

that you've got cold feet or something.

Sorry to interrupt.

I'm DSS Mike Sheperd
from the Brokenwood CIB.

And what the hell do you want?

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

There was a motorcycle accident
out near Bushwell's Rise.

The rider was found deceased,

and is understood to be Gavin Murphy.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

It's all right, Debbie, it's all right.

Come on, we've gotta sit down.

It's at least a 50 meter
crawl, or fall, or walk.

You never flew that far off your bike.

Thankfully, no.

A man encased in black leather.

It often evokes strong feelings of-

The Village People?

Of invincibility, or intrigue.

And when they put their
full face helmet on,

there is so much mystique.

Who knows what lies beneath?

Well, I guess you're about to find out.

While you're at it, it'd be good to know

how much mobility he'd
have after the crash.

Sadly, though, when he's on a slab,

I will have to cut through
this soft, expensive leather.

The suit will be ruined.

Well, needs must.

Perhaps if the family don't want it,

you can turn it into
cushions for your new house.

- Like, leather cushions?
- Yes.

Yeah, no that's a nice idea, Gina,

but I'm actually going for
more of a corduroy look.

Corduroy?

I see, very safe.

Where is Mike?

He is actually at a wedding.

Oh my god, he's back together with Beth?

No.

She broke his heart, then
walks him down the aisle.

This is the behavior of a minx.

Not his wedding, a wedding,
the victim's wedding.

Letting the guests know
that he won't be attending.

That's a relief.

- Excuse me.
- No.

- Andy.
- Hey.

Serious crash guys said
it was okay to move?

Yeah, go for it.

You want it down the station?

Yeah, around the back so
the ESI guys can take a look.

Sure thing.

Bloody tragedy, this.

Breaks my heart.

Oh yeah, how so?

I worked for Gavin's
older brother, Jason.

He'll be a mess, mate.

I was supposed to be at the wedding,
but I still had to stay on call, and

now I'm here carting away his death trap.

Well, clearly he was a man in love.

Named his bike after his fiancee.

Yeah, nah.

That's not Gav's wife.

It's not?

I don't know about you, but I
don't know any self-respecting bloke

that would call his bike Debbie,
let alone pink lettering.

Dead stall.

Right, so this is Debbie's bike.

Yeah, man.

Must've taken it for a spin.

That's what I'm saying,
it's bloody tragic.

Okay, so Gavin Murphy, local
mechanic and bike enthusiast.

Loses control of his bike, and crashes.

Except it was his fiancee Debbie's bike.

Correct, and why he would lose control

on a straight road in good
conditions is curious.

Mechanical failure?

Yeah, maybe.

But it's a modern bike.

At first glance, it
was well looked after.

CS crash unit will take a
few days to assess that.

Okay, well we do know a passing motorist

called the crash in.

Akin was first on the scene,

and discovered the body
lying facedown in the stream.

There were drag marks
between the crash site,

and the stream.

The imprints confirmed there
were two sets of boot prints.

One was Akin's.

The other matches Gavin.

Yeah, we think someone
found Gavin injured

and dragged him into the creek.

Without leaving prints?

Well, we have to
consider the possibility.

Could this someone have
been on the bike with him?

Well, it's hard to imagine
anyone having the capacity

to drag anything after they'd
been involved in that crash.

The passing motorist?

An elderly woman, never left her car.

Has Gina estimated a time of death?

Um, no, yep she did.

Could you hazard a
guess on time of death?

Think about what you are saying.

Guessing is hazardous.

Right, but Mike would like to know

the time of death ASAP, so.

The rigor mortis has fully set in,

so between eight and
10 hours for this man.

But for Mike's relationship with Beth,

I would hazard a guess.

It was over before it began.

I think she's just upset for you.

As we all are, about recent events.

Yeah, we know things must be difficult,

so if you ever wanted to talk about it?

Eight to 10 hours means

that the victim died before midnight.

His fiancee, Debbie,

belongs to a hobby motorcycle
gang called Mama's Angels,

along with her mother,
Mama Sass, who leads them.

They arrived in Brokenwood
the day before yesterday.

About now, they should
have been celebrating

Gavin and Debbie's wedding.

Instead, they'll be
drowning their sorrows

at the Snake and Tiger.

Well, the bride must
have been devastated.

You'd think so.

Actually, that wasn't
the impression I got.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

After the initial shock,
the look on her face was-

Come on, we need to sit down.

Almost one of relief.

Oh, Debbie.

I don't know what to say,
it's just too awful for words.

Thanks, Mrs. Baker.

I know that Gavin really
appreciated all your hard work.

We'll talk soon about
un-arranging the arrangements.

Now's not the time.

Well, this is a first.

I mean, I've had
weddings canceled before,

but usually it's because of cold feet,

or grubby affairs, not dead grooms.

Oh my god, I am so sorry.

That was insensitive.

You and Beth, Detective,
an absolute shock.

Is there no one in town
who hasn't heard about it?

Not likely.

With Gavin and Debbie,
that is a complete tragedy,

but, and also for you and lovely Beth,

but people will always get married.

It's human nature, as you know.

There will always be another wedding.

Well not for Gavin, obviously,

but for others.

There will always be another
happy day, for others,

and maybe for yourself, at a later state.

Mrs. Baker, what can you
tell us about the bride?

Oh, oh no.

Don't tell me you think that
Gavin's death was suspicious.

I couldn't cope.

Well, we have to consider all aspects.

That poor girl been through enough.

Did you know that they
were childhood sweethearts?

Life conspired to separate them,

and then years later,

Facebook helped them find
their way back to each other.

Thanks.

- Yeah, thank you.
- Mrs. Baker.

Good afternoon, I'm
Detective Kristin Sims.

I believe you've met DSS Shepherd.

I appreciate this is a very
difficult time for you all,

but we would like a brief
word if that's possible.

If you must.

I understand that you and Gavin

hadn't been together long.

We got together 10 months ago.

Yeah, but they've known
each other for years, eh hon?

Since primary school.

Did you know he was riding your motorbike

rather than his own?

No, I found that out later on.

Even ironic, it's just-

Where the hell's my bike?
Bastards!

All right, all right.

- Gavin took it.
- What, why?

It was supposed to be a surprise.

He wanted to froufrou it up for you.

He should've been back by now, though.

That's all right, you can ride with me.

Don't, nobody's riding anywhere.

You guys have all been on the cans.

I called a cab.

Okay, let's go.

Hoss, you're on bike watch.

Tell Gavin when he gets back,
we'll meet him at the lodge.

Would you describe
him as a skilled rider?

He was the best.

This is difficult, but
can you think of anyone

that might have wanted to cause him harm?

No, no one.

Detective, Debbie's just
lost the love of her life.

I've lost a wonderful son-in-law.

Perhaps it's better if
your questions could wait?

And hit up my girls.

They're not overly fond of
police at the best of times,

and it's definitely
not the best of times.

So, none of you knew Gavin very well?

Not until Debbie decided to get hitched.

Yeah, we were more her support crew, eh?

But he was really nice.

Might someone have it in for Debbie?

You know, hurt Gavin to hurt her?

No one would even try, 'cause they know

they'd have Mama's Angels to deal with.

All right, you guys seem pretty tight.

Angels that ride together, fly together.

Get it, 'cause we ride and angels fly?

Yeah, no I get the image.

No, not an image, for real.

You should've seen the
way we stood up for Debbie

when that cow Trudy started
talking trash about her.

A gang of Angels in her face shut her up.

What, she's lucky it wasn't worse.

Sorry, Trudy, who works here?

Was that her name?

I don't know.
Maybe it was Thunder,

or someone else that
Debbie was inside with.

Inside?

What?

Right, thanks.

You've been very helpful.

Gina?

I can't believe the pain
he must have suffered.

Well, that's unlike you, Gina.

What is?

Well, you don't usually express sympathy

at this stage of proceedings.

I'm not a monster.

I feel his pain.

On the inside, he will be all broken up.

Do you mean he was dead at
the moment he hit the ground?

What?
He's not dead.

- I'm pretty sure he's dead.
- Mike?

Mike, what?

No, this guy.

Oh, him.

Turns out, the cause of death

wasn't as intriguing as I hoped.

You sound disappointed.

For Mike, of course.

I can only hope he won't be
afraid to get back on his bike.

This guy won't be getting
back on his bike anytime soon.

Not him, Mike!

He has fall off his horse.

He needs to get back on his bike.

Gina, could we focus
on the victim for now?

Of course.

But Mike was a victim, too.

He has been emotionally brutalized.

He needs our compassion.

Gina.

Here's what I know.

The injuries had nothing
to do with his death.

As you might expect, his
lungs were full of water.

This man drowned.

So he definitely survived the crash.

He would've been unconscious,

but he might have survived the night

if he hadn't been in the creek.

All right, then it's
possible that he came round

after the crash, got up, and
staggered down to the creek?

His arms and leg are
broken in five places,

so revivable, but he wouldn't
have been able to crawl,

let alone walk.

Was there a fight, or disagreement

between Trudy and the
bride-to-be last night?

I wasn't here last night,

but there was nothing
on the incident report.

Well, a few of the Angels seem
to think that something happened.

As I say, I wasn't here.

But if there was a bit of biffle,

I'm sure Trudy would've mentioned it.

Right, so there was no fight then.

Eight of them versus Trudy.

All I know is they've
been great customers

ever since they arrived two days ago.

Welcome to the Snake and Tiger, ladies.

Whatever you need, you just let me know.

Ah, a flower.

I used to ride in the younger days.

The 1972 Mach 4H2.

And you're alive to tell the tale.

Hey, I won't hear a word said against it.

So, how many cogs you got in your box?

We're just after a beer, old man.

The youth of today don't appreciate

the magic of the Mach 4 Kawasaki.

Okay, so a gang of women
arrive out of the blue,

and cause no fuss.

To the best of my knowledge, yes.

Exactly what this town needs,

a bunch of fun-loving tourists.

Trudy here?

I think she's out.

You think?

Right, she's either out
or not, which is it?

I think she definitely said

that she was thinking about going out.

- Andy.
- Hey.

Introduce you.

Jas, DC Chalmers,

dude I told you about from
out at the pickup spot.

Sorry to hear about your brother.

He's all right, lad.

Andy, get me another beer, would ya mate?

Sure.

About time you lot showed up.

- Because?
- Because my brother's been killed,

and it wasn't an accident.

What makes you say that?

Because he's been on a bike
since he was five years old.

I mean, yeah he liked to speed,

but why would he suddenly
crash on a straight road?

- I wondered that.
- Good.

Because somebody did this.

Tampered with the bike, or something.

Any ideas why someone
might want to do that?

We get a fair bit of flack in our job.

Disgruntled customer,
something like that?

Yeah.

And you wouldn't happen to know why

he was riding Debbie's bike that night?

He was bringing it back here.

He was gonna deck out some
mirror chrome rims for her.

He wanted it to be a surprise.

On the night before the wedding?

Have you checked out his missus?
She was born to ride.

They're all about the bikes, that lot.

Well even so, he'd
been drinking at the pub.

Hey, if I know one
thing about my brother,

he never drank and rode.

Never.

Good to know.

Is that all?

I'll tell you this for free.

You find him fast, or I will.

According to Jason Murphy,

Gavin snuck out with Debbie's bike

'cause he wanted to fit it
out with flash new rims.

As evidenced by Mama Sass.

Yeah, it was his
wedding present to Debbie.

She would've preferred the pink,

but the mirror chrome,
that was Gav's call.

It was top of the range,
it was sexy as hell.

You know, he created this
whole plan just to keep it a secret.

I need to get onto it now.

Are you sure, hon?
It's getting late.

Just put them on the table tomorrow

with the rest of the
presents, and enjoy yourself.

She's having a good time.

She won't even notice I'm gone.

And if she does, just
tell her it's tradition

for the bride and groom to
sleep apart before the wedding.

Just a big softy underneath, aren't you?

Here you go.

Thanks, Mum.

Hey, Mama to you.

He was heading to his workshop?

I don't know, I never asked.

And of course, he never came back.

So, Debbie doesn't think twice

when she doesn't see Gavin again.

She expects to see him at the wedding.

Meanwhile, he's lying
injured in the bush.

These Angels, maybe they're not

as hardcore as they present.

I mean, responsible drinking at least.

I've been doing some
digging into their values.

They seem to spend most of their time

driving up and down the country

doing bike displays at
charities and events.

Set up by Mama Sass five years ago,

they currently boast 25 members.

Many of whom would know
how to tamper with a bike.

Yeah, but if Mama Sass was the only one

who knew Gavin was taking Debbie's bike,

then surely that means Debbie
was the intended target.

But if she was the target,
why would someone drown Gavin?

According to Gina, he was alive

when someone dragged him into the creek.

We're sure about that?

Yeah, because Gavin's
boot prints are there,

and according to Gina, he
wouldn't have been able to stand.

So, we have a drowned
guy who everybody liked,

but with no obvious motive.

Well, Trudy might have
had a problem with Debbie.

Apparently, there was
some aggro between them

at the Snake and Tiger, but

when I asked Ray about
it, he just downplayed it.

Would Trudy know how to sabotage a bike?

I wouldn't have thought so
but, you know, it's Trudy.

Perhaps in Brokenwood
Women's they studied

"Zen and the Art of
Motorcycle Maintenance."

Now here's a fun coincidence.

Guess who was in Brokenwood
Women's together?

Trudy and Debbie.

What was Debbie in for?

Assault, and fraud.

So, our grief-stricken bride

isn't all sweetness and light.

Yeah, but it's not just
Debbie who was inside.

Every single member of
Mama's Angels has done time.

Of the 25 members,

only eight were in
Brokenwood for the wedding.

The others were part of
a parade in the city,

which leaves us with our bridal party.

Debbie, fraud and assault.

Mama Sass, fraud, theft as a servant.

Young Hoss, GBH.

Stevie, manslaughter and EBA.

Bella Donna, little bit
of everything really,

from shoplifting, to
possession, to public nudity.

Certainly casts the
Angels in a whole new light.

Gotta love an ironic gang name.

None of them have form for murder.

Maybe Debbie knew Gavin
was taking her bike,

and grabbed the chance to sabotage it.

And Mama Sass lied about
the surprise wedding present

to cover her daughter's tracks.

But, why would Debbie
wanna harm her fiance?

Maybe Trudy knows.
Maybe that's what the argument-

I wanna see it.

I wanna see the murder weapon.

- I have a right.
- Take it easy, sir.

I wanna get a look at
that bike that Gavin was on.

Okay, Mr. Murphy, settle down.

No, no, no, no, no.

If you're all gonna sit
around on your asses,

then at least let me
prove that somebody's-

Mr. Murphy.

How about we grab a cup
of coffee, have a chat?

It isn't right.

Whoever killed my
brother's still out there.

Are you guys doing anything about it?

Jason, we have an
investigation into the accident-

Accident?

What makes you think that
someone killed your brother?

It's in my bones, mate.

He was my brother.

I mean, you sense things.

- He's been messed with.
- So you don't have any proof.

But that's why I need to get my hands

on that bloody machine.

I will know straightaway.

Our serious crash unit are
due to examine the bike soon.

Soon?

What does that mean?

I can't let you anywhere near the bike

until it's been examined.

It's standard protocol.

He had everything to live for.

Like his life with Debbie?

He had this whole big wedding planned.

You should've seen how excited he was.

We're gonna be escorted to
the venue by Felons on Bikes,

then when we leave the lodge, we'll
walk through a motorbike guard of honor.

And that'll be the Angels
revving their engines,

and releasing balloons
and 24 black doves.

24?

Yeah, one for each year
we've known each other.

And black doves, I'm
guessing they could be pigeons?

No, they have to be doves.

Oh yeah, the cake.

Right, the cake.

You said shaped like a fat skin.

So a big, black cake
that looks like a tire?

Correct.

You haven't changed your mind, then?

What did you think of Debbie?

Good match for Gavin?

Debbie?

She's fine.

Why do you ask me that?

Just curious.

I've always liked Debbie.

She's a good sort.

So as far as you know, they were in love

with a bright future ahead?

Yeah.

When the crash unit is finished,

I'll let you know if they found anything.

That's the best you can do, is it?

It is, until we know more.

Looks like you're
packing some horsepower.

EVO or carby?

[Hoss] EVO.

Nice.

- He owns a bike.
- Oh yeah?

- Wouldn't have picked it.
- A Triumph T100.

Good luck with that.

Yeah, good luck.
See you in my dust.

Eh... We're actually
looking for Debbie.

- Is she around?
- She's gone out.

That fight she had with
Trudy Nielsen yesterday.

Know what that was about?

Dunno.

- What fight?
- Yeah, don't know.

We already know that
Trudy and Debbie had a row,

so if you could just tell
us what it was about,

we don't have to bother Debbie.

And denying it makes you look

like you're hiding something, so.

We're not big on talking to cops.

Right, your criminal past.

Emphasis on past, bike man.

And even if the fight was
suspicious, which it wasn't,

Angels don't narc on Angels.

It's Mama's number one rule.

Number two is stay on
the straight and narrow.

We're good girls now.

Khm... Sorry, my colleague
didn't mean to bring up your

criminal records.
He's...

He's kinda new.

So if you could just
tell me where Debbie is,

that would be a great help.

At the chemist.

Oh, is she unwell?

Yeah, she's got really
bad morning sick...

Bowel issues.

So they're definitely hiding something.

The pregnancy, do you think?

Even if she was pregnant, who would care?

Unless, the baby isn't Gavin's.

Maybe, but even if that was the motive,

Debbie would have no way of
knowing for sure at this stage.

Well you just hope for the best, right?

So, a glamorous lady gang,

all of whom are capable
of sabotaging a bike,

one of whom has a problem
with Brokenwood local, Trudy,

who has done time for murder.

Manslaughter, wasn't it?

No, good lawyer.

Aside from here, there's
no obvious suspect.

Well, I wish I could help, but I'm new.

Come on, Ray. We need to
talk to Trudy, where is she?

On leave, a nice well-deserved holiday.

Oh, a nice holiday?

Like at your house, perhaps.

Now how would that be a bloody holiday?

No, she's away.

- But didn't tell you where?
- No,

but knowing Trudy as I do,

no doubt somewhere surprising.

- Such as?
- If I knew that,

it wouldn't be surprising, would it?

Could you let us know
when you hear from her?

Of course.

No worries.

Thanks.

I don't know how long
I can hold them off.

I'm so sorry about all this, Ray.

You need to tell me
what's bloody going on.

Hey.

I was just about to go over
and get a coffee from Frodo.

- Do you want your usual?
- Yeah, sure thanks.

You're up and at it early this morning.

You know what they say,

married to the job.

Do they say that?

Who, who is they?

Well, that's a first.

Yeah, but not entirely unexpected.

He overtook me on my way
here, driving like a demon.

I'll take care of it.

Be my guest.

Jason, step away from the bike.

Come on, man!

You're in enough trouble as it is.

Listen to me, the clutch
cable's been cut through.

You can see it.

When your clutch goes, you lose control.

I know what happens
when a clutch cable goes.

Well, there you go.

And bets on the ABS was disabled.

Yeah, well that's for the
serious crash guys to determine.

Gavin would've skidded unchecked.

Someone set him up to crash.

I know it looks suspicious,

but you know what looks
even more suspicious?

You breaking into police property.

I'm just doing your job for you.

Messing with evidence
makes my job harder.

Jason, you're grieving Gavin, I get that.

But vandalizing a police station

is not something that we can ignore.

I'll sort out your gate

when you arrest someone
for my brother's murder.

Yes.

Throw him in the cells
and let him cool off,

and then book him for willful damage.

Thank you for coming in again

on such short notice, Mama Sass.

Anything I can do to help.

Just call me Steph.

Okay, Steph.

This is delicate, but I
hope you can shed some light on

some of your Angels.

Yeah, what do you need to know?

Primarily if any of them had a problem

with Debbie or Gavin.

None, we support each
other, that's our creed.

So you don't think any of them

would've sabotaged Debbie's bike?

I don't know anybody that
would've done that, or why.

Maybe for the same reason that someone

might disable her bike's
antilock braking system.

Ah, no, no, no, that's standard.

We do that all the time.

I mean, you wouldn't be
able to do skids or wheelies

unless the ABS is turned off.

Good to know.

Did any of the Angels

leave the party at the Snake and Tiger?

Erm...
Not that I saw.

Detective, if you're
suggesting that any of my girls

would hurt another Angel,
you're insulting my intelligence.

We look out for each other.
We don't turn on each other.

And underneath all of the staunch posing,

and the glitzy glamour,

we're just a bunch of good
time girls that like to ride.

I don't know whether you've
ever been out on the open road

strapped to the back of a
big bike, but I tell you what,

it's a freedom like no other.

I imagine so.

You don't ride?

Holden Kingswood 1971, four
doors and a cassette player.

Old school, eh?
Nice.

You know, actually thinking back,

the only aggro that I saw
directed towards Debbie

was from that woman at the bar.

Trudy Nielsen?

Look, I hate to diss another sister,

but we both know she's
done time for murder.

To be fair, all of your gang

has done time for one thing or another.

Sure, we've done time.

I formed Mama's Angels to
give sad, abandoned women

a place to belong after
they got out of prison.

Which is where Debbie suffered
at the hands of this Trudy.

Suffered?

Look, they shared a
cell together, for a time.

And Debbie told me that
it was a rough ride.

You call me a narc again, I'll
put your head through these bars

like a slice of bread in a toaster.

Please, Trudy, Trudy.

I'm sorry.

Trudy Nielsen assaulted your daughter?

That's how she told it,

but the point is,
nobody wants to go back,

especially not Debbie.

I mean, the only reason
why she was inside

was because she was trying to protect me.

You're suggesting she
lied to protect you?

My daughter is not
a liar, Mr. Shepherd.

She's many things, but she's not that.

She defended me physically.

She interceded, and somebody got hurt.

Now that should've been seen
as self-defense,

- but it wasn't.
- I see.

I'm dedicated to making
sure that these girls

stay on the straight and narrow,

and I can only hope

that any decent police
officer would support that.

Thank you.

You seem to be getting
on with the tourists.

Ah yeah, they're great.

I've been run off my
feet since they got here.

And I met someone kinda special.

Oh, have we been discovering
our romantic side, have we?

No, no, I've always been a romantic.

Just never found the right
person to share it with, 'til now.

- Usual?
- Yeah, thanks.

Seem to be a interesting bunch.

Pretty chill for a gang of scary ladies.

Not Bella Donna, though.

She's not scary at all.

You heard any arguments?

No.

Really?

Nothing at all?

Totally, nothing.

Unless,

look, does it count if I saw something,

but didn't hear it?

What did you see, Frodo?

Well, the first day they got here,

I may have seen something.

For you, on the house.

Really?

That is so sweet of you.

Anytime you need a coffee

when you're in town, I'm your guy.

Couldn't quite make out
what they were saying, but

it seemed kind of intense.

It was a real dust up.

And a waste of a good oat milk latte.

Wait, sorry, just hang on a minute.

Who chucked a coffee at who?

Look, the only name
I know is Bella Donna.

But the curly-haired one threw it
at the one who was getting married.

And you haven't seen
either of them today?

No, but I see Bella Donna
every day like clockwork.

I really think something
might be happening there.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah?

Hi.

Is Debbie not with you today?

Nah.

- You know where she is?
- Nah.

I understand there was
a bit of an altercation

the other day, between Stevie and Debbie.

Stevie chucked a coffee at Debbie?

- Do you know why?
- Yeah,

so it was kind of funny-

Stevie didn't throw it.

She tripped.

That's all.

Yeah, she tripped,

and it went all over Debbie.

- Kinda funny.
- Huh,

Sorry.

My mistake.

- See ya, Frodo-licious!
- Bye, my bike babe.

Why would Stevie throw a coffee

in the face of the bride-to-be?

Maybe she doesn't like oat milk.

I've never understood it.

Or Debbie just has a knack
for getting up people's noses.

Mama Sass assured me that everything

was happy happy joy joy in the gang.

So she either doesn't
know what's going on-

Or she's covering for someone.

Well either way, she's
adamant that none of the women

would mess with Debbie's bike.

How far away are we from confirming

that the clutch cable was cut?

SCU are on it.

We should know very soon, but
I'm inclined to believe Jason.

We now know that Debbie

was fighting with two people, Stevie and-

We'd like to see Detective Shepherd.

- Say what it's about?
- It's okay.

Ray, Trudy.

How can I help?

Go on.

My sister has something
she'd like to share.

Well?

Yes, there was a minor altercation

on the premises of the Snake and Tiger.

Well, if it was so minor

why didn't you mention it when we asked?

Well, Trudy had only just informed me.

The Snake and Tiger

is an aspirational
drinking establishment.

We don't condone violence in any form,

nor want to be known as a
house of rough and tumble.

This altercation was
between you and Debbie Cusack?

What prompted it?

She's just someone I
knew, back when I was-

When you shared a cell in
the Brokenwood Women's Prison?

How'd you know about that?

I've heard one side of
the story. Now I wanna hear yours.

For a time, we shared a cell.

Debbie got it into her head
that I'd dobbed her in.

- Debbie.
- Loose lips Truds.

It wasn't me.

Oh, I'm sorry, I stand corrected.

- It's lying loose lips Truds.
- I don't narc.

If I had a shiv right now,
I'd slit your lying throat!

I didn't say anything!

Liar, I've just done 14 days
in solitary because of you!

Had Debbie bashed someone?

I'm not confirming or denying anything,

other than to say she's
pretty aggressive.

Don't believe me, I don't care.

You wanted to know about
the fight, and now you do.

Who started it, the fight in the bar?

She did.

I told you, she had it in for me.

If I were you, I'd find
somewhere else to drink.

Is that how you greet all
your customers, Nielsen?

We're not in prison now, Debbie.

You don't get to push me around.

We're not going anywhere.

Sisters, meet the piece of
crap narc I told you about.

I didn't narc.

Why can't you get your
stupid head around that?

Better watch what you say to her.

Or what?

Why don't you all just get the hell out?

So that's all it was, was it?

Just a bit of push and shove.

A minor altercation, and
Trudy did the wise thing

and removed herself from the situation.

You left work?

I went outside for a bit,
to cool off, calm down.

She was counting backwards from 999.

That was very restrained of you.

It was an old trick our mother taught us

when we used to scrap as kids.

Unless it got really bad,

and then she'd lock us
in the outside lavatory.

Usually Trudy being the more feisty one.

What?

I'm just saying, if you had've
smacked that biker girl,

you would've dealt with
her good and proper.

Which you didn't.

That's right, I didn't.

So your old life turned
up in your new life,

and you ordered them out of town.

I suggested they drink
somewhere else, that's all.

Or, did you threaten
Debbie to get her to leave?

Ah, that'd be nice and easy, wouldn't it?

The ex-con threatens Debbie.

Oh, she must be the one
that murdered her fiance.

Who said he was murdered?

I don't imagine you're
interrogating people

for the hell of it, Detective.

Excuse us.

So she attempts to injure Debbie,

because no bride means no wedding,

and they all leave.

But, accidentally kills Gavin instead.

Hm, Trudy is a schemer.

Except-

Except why would Trudy, of all people,

waltz in here and hand us the
motive on a silver platter?

Serious crash have confirmed
that the clutch cable was cut

in such a way that it would've given out

after a few minutes of riding.

Great.

Oh, Gina wants me.

She's always wanted you.

Down at the mortuary.

- What?
- No, nothing.

No, what?

Do you want backup?

Why would I want backup?

Well, she knows you're single again.

She might throw herself at you.

At the mortuary?

That's her happy place.

I don't need backup.

Okay.

But, if we don't hear
from you in two hours,

I'm calling in search and rescue.

Okay, bike guy.

How difficult would it
be to cut a clutch cable?

Not at all.

Hard part is cutting it
somewhere the rider doesn't notice.

I mean, do we buy that Trudy
would know how to do that?

There's two things we know about Trudy.

She's got game, and she knows

how to meticulously plan a murder.

And we never saw him again.

Thanks.

What happened to your boss?

He had to go to the morgue.

No, guess we're all
destined there one day, hey?

Ever owned a motorbike?

No.

- But you have, Ray.
- Yeah,

in my youth, when they made real bikes.

So?

Did you ever watch Ray

tinkering with his bike in his youth?

No, why?

Because somebody tampered
with Debbie's bike,

and that caused Gavin's accident.

Then, maybe you should speak to people

who actually own bikes.

I don't know, maybe like
that group of bikers in town.

Nah, but we wanna talk
to you because so far,

you're the only person
that's had a problem

with those same bikers.

But I haven't done anything.

Apart from getting into a fight with-

Hey, hey, steady on.

She clearly said it was
a minor altercation.

A disagreement between ladies.

With someone you despised.

And you were at the pub the whole night?

Of course I was.

Like Ray said, I went
outside to cool off.

796, 795.

And then, stayed out the back.

And after it closed, go anywhere?

- Like where?
- I don't know.

For a drive.

I'd like to go now.

Yes, I think we've been more
than generous with our time.

Okay, sure.

But, if you do remember
anything suspicious

happening that night, please let us know.

If we get confirmation

that Debbie made Trudy's life a misery,

we could be looking at
a revenge gone wrong.

Mm, need to get Debbie's
side of that prison story.

Yeah, well be helpful if
I could actually find her.

Ah, you want me to come with?

I'm gonna say no.

Well, I just don't think the
Angels particularly warmed

to your riveting story
about EVOs and carbys,

or whatever it was.

Well, give it time.

I'll get them raving about farkles.

Yeah, well let's not
pretend like that's a thing.

What do you get if you
cross function with sparkles?

Function and sparkle.

Really, farkle?

Bling-bling, motherfarkler.

Mike, I want to show you some flesh.

Flesh?

I found this tiny fragment of skin

in the zipper of the victim's boot.

And it's not his?

Exactly, this is the exciting part.

I went all over his body
with a very fine tooth brush,

and I couldn't find any cut or scratch

that matches this fragment.

It was gouged out by the zip
as someone pulled the boot on.

So it likely came from someone's hand.

Or finger, perhaps.

You want to have a look
under the microscope?

I'll take your word for it.

Okay, I will send it to the lab

and hopefully they will
find out whose skin it is.

As soon as I hear something,
I'll come for you.

Thanks, Gina.

Mike, I want you to
know that I understand

how hard it must have been,
losing Beth like that.

Thanks, Gina.

I appreciate it, but I
don't need to talk about it.

You must.
You must let it all hang out.

I'm good, thanks Gina.

But, your snake tooth.

Beth asked me to return it.

Oh, my lucky charm.

Meaning?

Unlucky for some.

Ah, hiya.

Is Debbie back?

Inside.

Thanks.

Let's get the bikes covered up.

Hey lady, could you move a little faster?

Sorry to interrupt.

Do you have a moment to chat?

Trudy Nielsen told us a lot

about your time together in prison.

Like to get your side of the story.

You think Trudy had something
to do with Gavin's accident?

Do you?

Wouldn't put it past her.

Well, she said that you
made her life a misery,

so perhaps she was trying
to cause you some grief.

If she touched my bike, I'll kill her.

Because by touching your bike,

she caused Gavin to crash?

That's what I meant.

The truth is, I didn't actually
have a serious issue with Trudy.

I just needed to get out
of circulation for a bit.

I was finding prison
life kind of stressful.

So you wanted to go into solitary?

I couldn't say that publicly,

'cause it'd make me look weak,

so I made up a story
about Trudy dobbing me in.

Did you ever put Trudy in a headlock,

then threaten to slit her throat?

Had to make it real, you know.

So that's a yes.

Did she ever threaten to ram your head

through the prison bars
like bread in a toaster?

- Who told you that?
- Well,

doesn't matter
who told me, but is it true?

Didn't happen.

I'm beginning to understand

why Trudy didn't want you in the pub.

I did get a bit pushy, 'cause
I didn't want her blabbing

about my private business in
front of the other Angels.

I'm Mama Sass's daughter.

I have a rep to maintain.

Right, but it's okay for
some of your private business

to be out in the open.

I take it this thing with Stevie is new?

I don't know what you think you saw.

I saw two people intertwined on a couch,

looking very comfortable
in each other's space.

Stevie was comforting me.

In case you missed it, I'm
grieving my dead fiance.

Although you're not wearing
your engagement ring anymore.

Give forensics a hurry
up on that skin fragment.

Thanks.

Hey.

Ready to hear a new theory?

I just interrupted Debbie and Stevie

looking like a very comfy
couple, it was undeniable.

Though, Debbie did.

So, what if the bride-to-be
was having an affair?

And wanted the groom out of the picture.

And if not her, it's fair to assume

that someone would have
a problem with an affair

so close to the upcoming nuptials.

And presumably, that person wasn't Trudy.

What about Jason Murphy?

What about him?

Well, if Debbie was the target,

maybe he wanted to protect his
brother from a sham marriage.

And inadvertently killed his
own brother in the process?

Or more likely, what if Stevie

wanted Gavin out of the picture?

Was Debbie forthcoming
about the pregnancy?

Not entirely.

Oh, I understand you might be pregnant.

Who told you that?

Someone let it slip.

Is it true?

Congratulations.

Hardly a time to celebrate, is it?

No, it's true.

It's a tragedy Gavin won't
be here to support you.

Ah, sorry, assuming that
the child is Gavin's.

Whose else would it be?

Which wasn't exactly a yes.

I think repurposing this

for Gavin's wake is a wonderful idea.

A phoenix rising from the ashes.

Christ.

He hasn't even been cremated yet.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

That came out wrong, I only mean-

You mean, what else
are we gonna do with it?

Yeah.

And it is black.

I'll talk to Jason,
see what he thinks, yeah?

Sorry to interrupt.

Detectives.

We're just in the middle of organizing

the catering for the wake.

Gavin's wedding cake?

Well, we thought he'd
like it to be eaten.

Put so much effort into
the wedding arrangements.

So eager to be married.

Debbie didn't have to do a thing.

I thought brides liked to be

all over wedding arrangements.

Well, he wanted to do it all for her.

Was a very modern man.

We can confirm the details later.

Yeah, sure.

We were just actually looking for Stevie.

I don't keep tabs on everybody 24/7.

They're grown women.

Why don't you try the mobile
coffee shop up the road?

Look, we're really exhausted.

These questions, constantly?

They're not helping.

We'll be brief.

What can you tell us

about Debbie's relationship with Stevie?

What?

Debbie and her involvement
with Stevie Johansson.

What, you didn't know?

This is a load of,

you know that she was
about to get married.

So, what is it?

You guys see a bunch of
empowered women on bikes

and we're meant to be
lesbian, is that it?

My daughter loved Gavin.

He's not even buried,
and here you guys are,

spreading salacious garbage
about their relationship?

I guess I expected better.

We can't be the only ones

who know about Debbie and Stevie.

Agreed, it's hard to
keep a secret in a gang.

And what Mrs. Baker
said about Gavin

taking control of their
wedding arrangement,

that's unusual, right?

In my limited experience, yes.

Limited?

Come on!

So, how involved did you get
in your wedding details, then?

Uh, I was happy to take a step back.

Or, maybe you see a straight
guy who's interested in cakes

and you think that's odd, is that right?

Guess I just expected better.

Yeah, that was a deeply
uncomfortable burn.

If it is just a fling, that's one thing.

But if it's been going on for a while,

I buy Debbie and or Stevie
wanting to get rid of Gavin.

And you know what they say,

unlike the pyramids, love
triangles are not built to last.

- Do they?
- Mm-hmm.

Who said that?

Well, I don't remember,

but maybe it's the same they

who said you were married to your job.

So.

Who's they?

My ex-wife, Debra.

Actual ex-wife?

Actual, yes.

She signed me away,

along with Beth's ideals of marriage.

She sabotaged you?

No, she told the truth.

I am married to my job,

and in this marriage,
there's only room for one.

And I'm okay with that.

But that's just me.

Here endeth the lesson.

Here we go.

You are the sweetest guy, Frodo,

giving us all these free coffees.

Delicious ladies deserve
delicious coffee, right?

Mike, Detective Sims.

This is Bella Donna, and Young Hoss.

They're two of the
Angels that are in town.

- We've met.
- Greetings, all.

Yep, we've seen a lot
of Brokenwood's finest

over the last few days, haven't we?

Always seem to be sniffing around.

Actually, Young Hoss,
I'm interested in Stevie.

Oh yeah, that doesn't
sound creepy at all.

Know where she is?

No.

So you have no idea
where Stevie is, or Debbie?

Better get on.

Aren't you all staying together?

I guess they're
hanging out somewhere else.

- Because they're a couple?
- Maybe.

I never know if it's
still a secret or not.

And how long have you all
been holding onto this secret?

How is that any of your business?

It's our business
because we're quite keen

to find out who killed Debbie's fiance.

I think it's been about a year.

Thank you.

A year is a long time.

That's not a recent fling.

So, jealous Stevie
wants to stop the wedding.

And is well placed to make
it look like an accident.

But hang on, everybody
else seemed to know

about Debbie and Stevie.

So, Mama Sass must know.

Which means she lied.

And she's all
about protecting her daughter.

Yeah, but from what exactly?

Another jail sentence?

Oh, oh, what a day!

On my fourth coffee.

Stress, you see.

I told my doctor, my
heart rate is banging

faster than a sailor in
a South Seas brothel.

Apologies, it's just so awful isn't it?

I mean, I've had grooms
die on their wedding night,

but at least they went
with a smile on their face.

Mrs. Baker?

Sorry, sorry, yes.

We were just debating your comment

about Gavin being a very modern man.

Oh, well, he was.

Organized, decisive,

wouldn't let Debbie worry about a thing.

As I said to Mama Sass,
when she gave me the CD

the night before the wedding,

he even had the music all
ready, fully under control.

And also, you know, the
history with the brother.

I thought that was
very, you know, modern.

The brother?

Well in the past, a while
ago, about five years back,

around the time that Jason
and Gavin lost their parents,

oh that was very sad.

Drowned in a whitewater rafting accident.

Back then, Debbie used
to go out with Jason,

the brother, the towie.

So, that's how she knew
Gavin, through Jason?

Yes, and I thought that was lovely

having him as the best man, very modern.

No hard feelings or anything.

Mr. Murphy.

Thought you'd be at the
station, working on our gate.

I thought you'd be out
tracking down my brother's killer.

I am.

What are you suggesting?

All I'm suggesting is
that maybe you can help

with some background?

Did you notice any friction

between Debbie and Gavin
leading into the wedding?

What's that got to do with it?

You can't think Debbie had
anything to do with this.

We have to look at all possibilities.

I suppose there was the odd argument,

but I just put it down
to pre-wedding nerves.

So, nothing to suggest

that Debbie had been seeing someone else?

What?

Who?

I'm not at liberty to say.

No, never.

Well, if you haven't heard anything,

then maybe there's no truth to the rumor

that she has a special friend.

Christ, mate.

She only hangs out with the Angels.

I mean, where would she even meet...

Wait.

One of the other women in Mama's Angels?

Get outta town, it's not possible.

Why do you say that?

Because she's not that way inclined.

You sound like you
have it on good authority.

I know enough.

How well do you know her?

Well enough to know that's not her style.

Okay, it's safe to say
that people change over time.

Say, over five years, people can evolve.

I've had enough of this.

If it was true,

which one?

- That's not for me to say.
- Which one?

Mr. Murphy, that's
not for me to say.

Of all the people upset
about Debbie's affair,

Gavin would've been the most put out.

Maybe he found out about the
affair and threatened Stevie.

I mean, everyone else is
either lying about the affair,

or refusing to accept it.

Or Jason found out and
tampered with Debbie's bike.

Jason's a hothead, but he
looked shocked when I told him.

Besides, he strikes me more as a guy

who'd have a go at Debbie directly.

Maybe he still holds a flame for Debbie.

Takes out his own brother deliberately?

And he knew about the fact

that Gavin was planning on
taking Debbie's bike that night.

That towie's causing trouble at Frodo's.

Put it down, dickhead!

Not until one of you tells me

who messed my brother around.

- Put it down!
- Just put it down and maybe

we can arm wrestle or something.

That's hardly a fair fight, bro.

You wait 'til Mama Sass hears about this.

She will skin you alive.

Give her a call, then.

Maybe she can tell me what I wanna know.

- Mr. Murphy.
- Ah, here's trouble.

Put the bike down.

He knows, but he can't
tell me, or he won't.

Digging yourself a very big hole, Jason.

All of you know, and
you really oughta tell me.

Don't.

- Well?
- All right!

Stevie.

There you go.

Wasn't so hard now, was it?

Stevie, hey?

Big, bad Stevie.

Two trips to the cells in one day.

Keep it up, and you'll wanna redecorate.

Yeah, well you weren't gonna tell
me, and I have the right to know.

Right to know who was sleeping
with your brother's fiancee?

- Yeah.
- Or your ex-girlfriend?

Same thing, right?

So, how did you actually feel about that?

About Gavin being cheated on?

No, about your brother
marrying your ex-girlfriend.

Must've raised some interesting feelings.

Come on, man.

It was ages ago, plus she's up the duff.

- By Gavin?
- Yes, by Gavin.

Listen, you're looking under rocks
that were turned over years ago.

Well, we'll have plenty
of time to reminisce

while we hold you overnight.

Overnight?

On what grounds?

Ignoring previous police bail conditions,

willful damage, disorderly behavior.

You want me to carry on?

Just find out who killed my brother.

We will.

If we haven't already.

You're gonna have to stop these visits.

People are gonna start talking.

I'm used to being gossiped about.

As am I.

I don't doubt it.

Could you give us a moment?

So, yesterday.

Why didn't you tell us you
knew about Debbie and Stevie?

I knew I should've have lied to you.

My daughter's been through enough, okay?

She doesn't need people gossiping.

Besides, it was nobody's business.

Her and Gavin, they've
got an understanding.

- Gavin knew?
- Come on, Detective.

We've seen a few sunsets.

We both know the old school rules

don't necessarily apply anymore.

And he was fine with it?

Well, everyone knew it was a fling.

You know, last taste of freedom?

Stevie see it that way?

Yeah, well I'm sure
that Debbie made it pretty clear.

But someone in your
group wasn't cool with it.

Unless you can think of another reason

why someone would cut the
clutch cable on Debbie's bike.

So you're positive that's what happened?

It's been confirmed,

and I know that you'd want to know

if someone was capable of
doing that in your group.

You're damn right I would.

Mama Sass claims that Gavin

knew about the affair, but didn't care.

I take it she didn't offer
any insight into who did care.

Fair to say we have a small
problem with gang loyalty.

Well, according to Bella Donna,

first rule is Angels
don't narc on Angels,

especially to cops.

So what if more than
one of them was involved?

Have you ever wondered
how many of your friends

would help you bury a dead
body, no questions asked?

Can't say that I have.

Let's say Stevie wants
Gavin out of the picture.

She sets up the accident,
but it all goes pear-shaped.

And enlists her loyal
gang mates to help her out.

Well, that would explain why
they've all been so tight-lipped.

Nothing bonds a group more than a secret,

especially a big secret.

It would also explain

why none of them are
cut up by Gavin's death.

Mike, I have good news, and bad news.

The lab has come back

with the DNA results
from the skin sample.

And?

They don't match any DNA on record.

And the good news?

The skin definitely comes from a woman,

which does not surprise me.

Any Angels not in the system?

Well, they're all in the system,

but none of their crimes
required any handover of DNA.

Well, my money's on Stevie.

Or Stevie and friends.

Let's locate Stevie.

Someone's letting off steam.

Perhaps if I waved a checkered flag,

she'd come in for a pit stop.

What?

You're a hard woman to pin down.

- Can't have looked very hard.
- Oh no, we did.

We've been wanting to
talk to you about Debbie,

so we can do that here,
or at the station.

You look upset.

Just the wind.

What do you wanna know?

The night of the pre-wedding shindig

at the Snake and Tiger,
what were your movements?

I was at the party, and
then went back to the lodge.

And you didn't
leave the party at any point?

Look, I had nothing to do
with Gavin's accident, okay?

But you must've been
pretty happy about it.

With Gavin gone, Debbie
was free to be with you.

You've got no idea what
you're talking about.

You seemed pretty cozy
on the couch the other day.

Yeah, cozy when it suits her.

If Debbie genuinely wanted to be with me,

then she never would've agreed

to go along with this sham wedding.

Wait, you're saying that
Debbie didn't wanna marry Gavin?

She did and she didn't.

Mind telling us why?

He's a controlling pig.

She wanted to end it, didn't know how,

and it was the baby, and

she was just too bloody
gutless to go through with it.

So someone took matters into their-

But it wasn't me.

I swear.

Are you gonna tell me
what you're looking for?

That's not how it
works, as you well know.

Is this even legal?

- Maybe I should get a lawyer.
- You're not under arrest.

We're just trying to
rule you out, hopefully.

I told you, I didn't like the guy,

but I didn't cause his accident.

You see?

That wasn't so painful now, was it?

I can't see any cuts or nicks.

Okay.

Gavin found out about me
and Debbie about a month ago.

And it had been
going on for a year or so?

Help me out.

Debbie was involved with both of you.

She and I got together first,

and then she freaked out

because she didn't want
to be out as a lesbian,

and we broke up over it.

Then, presumably,

got together with Gavin on your break?

He was an old flame.

He was keen as to get
back together with her, and

I guess they were happy for a bit.

Until you two started
seeing each other again?

Well, it was impossible to stay away.

We were seeing each
other every weekend, and

on every trip.

Debbie kept saying she was
gonna end it with Gavin,

but the closer it got to the
wedding, the worse it got.

How can you go through with
it if you love someone else?

It's just, it's crazy!

It's all organized.

He's gone to so much trouble.

No, you have to stop this.

What if I don't have to?

What if once this is all done and dusted

we can just carry on, like before?

In secret?

No, if you wanna be with me,

then just break up with him, hm?

Please!

We'll make it work, I promise.

It's just not as simple as that.

I'm having a baby.

I knew she was worried about the baby,

and I tried to convince her
that we could raise it together.

But she didn't want that?

She did.

But she was afraid of what Gavin would do

once he found out she was pregnant.

Gavin.

Found the texts, Debbie.

I'm not stupid.

It's nothing, babe.

You're just making a big
deal out of the texts.

"I miss you so much.

"You're my sun
and moon, Stevie."

Nothing?

Who the hell is this guy?

- It's not a guy.
- Oh, come on!

How can you lie to my face?

You're my best friend, Debs.

Please don't do this,
just tell me the truth.

Stevie is one of the Angels.

It stops now, do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

Mama Sass implied the
same thing about Gavin.

Mirror chrome rims when
paint would've been better.

He sounds like the my
way or highway kinda guy.

Do you think Mama Sass
could be covering for Debbie?

I don't know.

We don't have anything concrete

that points directly to her.

And given what we now know,

the person who benefits most
from Gavin's demise is Debbie.

Lookin' good, lookin' fine

No why we think that you're
cheating on your wife

Well I've been praying

To the porcelain god

Hold my hand

Kiss my neck

Every time we make the same mistake babe

I keep praying to the porcelain god

And I can't keep this shit down anymore

What's Stevie doing here?

This way.

So, you and Debbie
heard about Gavin's plan

to take her bike during the party,

and saw an opportunity to
make sure he crashed it.

- I would never do that.
- I mean, makes sense.

An accident would postpone the wedding,

and buy you both some time
to work out what to do next.

So.

Whose idea was it, Stevie?

Okay, well, guess we'll
just have to ask Debbie.

She's only down the hall.

Is that supposed to intimidate me?

No, I'm just saying if she
does say it was your idea,

then it's not gonna look
very good for you, is it?

But she won't say that,
because it didn't happen.

We never had that conversation,

and we didn't touch the bike.

Any idea who might've
tampered with your bike?

Seems like you and
Stevie were the only ones

with a good reason to injure Gavin.

Well, this is garbage.

I would never have hurt him.

So you didn't hurt him when
you cheated on him with Stevie?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Stevie told us about your relationship.

About how the course of true
love never did run smooth.

We were sorting things out.

Are you sure?
It sounds like Stevie

was still pretty upset about the wedding.

So what?

Doesn't mean she tried to kill him.

How are you so sure?

Because she's the
best person I've ever met.

She'd never do that to me.

Not even if she was trying to save you

from a marriage to a bully?

We know there was another side to Gavin,

a controlling side, a violent side.

That can't have felt good

as you were thinking about
your life ahead together.

Senior, we've got a situation.

Because of your idiotic harassment,

my sister is now being
threatened with violence.

- Okay, settle down.
- No I won't settle down!

She told me they came right into our pub,

which is no way meant to be
a house of rough and tumble!

I hear you've been narcing to the cops

to get back at Debbie, eh?

I didn't tell the cops anything
they didn't already know.

I'll find out what you did.

You know what happens to narcs, eh?

That kind of intimidation
cannot go unanswered.

I want it sorted out now!

Wasn't the story that Trudy

hadn't seen anything incriminating?

So, what could she have possibly told us?

Well, yeah.

That's right.

But my point is, she's being threatened.

Did Trudy see something dodgy, Ray?

When she went outside to cool
down and count backwards?

Did she see something?

Not that she told me.

Maybe you should ask her yourself.

So I'm free to go, eh?

You are.

Told you.

Wasting my time.

You're free to go, on condition

that you don't make contact

with Stevie Johansson, or Debbie Cusack,

or any of the Mama's Angels
group for the next 28 days.

Understood?

Understood.

As I was saying, are we all good?

We're here to talk to Trudy.

Well, she's not here.

Okay, come on Ray.

She's not, she's in hiding.

And don't ask me where, because I don't-

Because you're no narc.

Well, yeah, obviously.

But also, I don't know.

So she's not here, fair enough,

but she did see
something, didn't she Ray?

Ray, if she saw something.

She won't tell you, it's her code.

I get that, but she might've told you,

and therefore you can tell us.

- Why would I do that?
- Because you have no code.

Whoa, steady on.

I know the difference
between right and wrong.

Good, then do the right thing, Ray,

and help us help Trudy to
sort this ugly business out.

All right, but this didn't come from me.

You need to tell me
what's bloody going on.

796, 795.

That night when she went out to cool off,

she may have seen someone
fiddling with a bike.

Then again, they're always
fiddling with their bikes.

And don't ask me which
bike, because I don't know.

I'm more interested in which Angel.

I dunno, by the sounds of it,

an average sized
brunette one in leathers.

Well, that describes
half the bloody gang, Ray.

Whoever tampered with that bike

is at least partially
responsible for a man's death.

Think harder, Ray.

Did Trudy mention anything else?

A tattoo?

Yeah, Trudy mentioned that

because it was weird
to her, but not to me.

Dilli-something?

As an ex-biker myself,
dilligaf is a statement of pride.

An existential point of view.

Aspirational, you might say.

Sheesh, that takes me back

to my full length brown leather overcoat,

and my flying goggles and jodhpurs,

cruising around town I
was known as Kawasaki Ray.

Dilligaf is a common biker's acronym.

It stands for "Do I
look like I give a."

We just want a quick chat.

I wouldn't if I were you.

Whoever cut the clutch
cable on Debbie's bike

knew that Gavin would crash.

And we have a witness who places you

doing something to
Debbie's bike that night.

Question is, why?

What was your intention, Tonya Lee?

I have the right to remain
silent, you know that.

We also have a skin sample

that places a woman at the murder scene.

It's from a cut or a scratch.

Probably a bit like those.

I work on bikes.

I nick my hands all the time.

If we took a DNA sample,

it would match our skin
sample, wouldn't it?

Well good luck getting anything from me.

And if that bitch Trudy told you

that I messed with
Debbie's bike, she's lying.

We know it was one of the
Angels, so if not you, then who?

If you think I'm gonna throw

one of the gang under
the bus, you're dreaming.

They're my family.

Well, she certainly looks capable

of dragging Gavin down to the creek.

Senior?

Ah, Miss Cusack, come through.

I asked you to back off nicely.

Instead you bring my daughter
down here for more questioning?

And Stevie and Young Hoss?

Well, we are investigating a homicide.

That they had nothing to do with.

I want you to release Young Hoss now.

She'll be free to go, once
we've finished our questioning.

Now maybe you're giving
them special treatment

because they're ex-crims.

If I come back down here,
it'll be with a lawyer.

You're welcome to do that,

but what you should consider
is that one of your Angels

has strayed back to the dark side.

Somebody killed your future son-in-law,

and what I find odd
is that you don't seem

to want us to find out who it was.

No, no I don't.

Of course I don't.

It's because I think I know why.

I've been worried about
her for quite some time.

Young Hoss?

She's got a short fuse, impulse control.

When I brought her into the gang,

she was fine at first, but
she's got a violent past.

And you tried keeping her

on the straight and narrow?

Maybe she needs help
beyond what I can give her.

And why would she have it in for Gavin?

She didn't want Debbie to marry him.

He ripped her off in the past.

Dodgy bike parts, or something like that,

but she didn't trust him.

And you didn't share her concerns?

No, but I wished I had've
taken them seriously.

This is gonna kill Debbie.

She's one of her closest friends.

Yeah.

Maybe, maybe she didn't wanna kill him.

Maybe she just wanted to hurt him

so that the wedding would be called off.

Mama Sass has just been in

with an interesting story about you.

About how you hated Gavin and
didn't want the marriage to happen.

Because he was a bullying pig.

Is that why you tampered
with Debbie's bike, then followed him?

You found him at the crash site,

and were shocked to find
him conscious and alive.

He pleaded with you to help him,

but you saw the chance to
be rid of him for good.

So you dragged him to the
creek, and held him under.

What, no.

You pulled on his boots to make it look

as if he staggered down to
the creek and fallen in.

But you caught your hand in the zip,

and once we compare your DNA
with the skin found in the zip,

we'll have everything
we need to prove it.

That all sound about right?

I want to talk to Mama Sass.

She's gone.

Trying to work out how to break the news

to Debbie and the rest of the Angels.

They'll cut me loose.

Well, what's done is done,

but you still need to
tell us what happened.

Exactly what happened.

What you said.

Exactly like that.

Because I hated him.

What do I do stand here

All right.

Least we get a formal statement, then.

Stand all day on a concrete slab

My feet are aching don't get a break

Singing what do I do

What am I to do

What do I do

What am I

To do

- Usual?
- Yeah, thanks Frodo.

Hey, what's up with the
face like a dropped pie?

Bella Donna's leaving this evening.

I thought she was gonna
invite me to go with her.

Oh, sorry mate.

I'm beginning to think she
only liked me for my coffee.

Aw, I'm sure that's not true.

Well, it was free.

The thing is, Frodo,
girls like Bella Donna

have a boy in every town.

Out of all the guys in Brokenwood,

she chose you to hang out with.

Yeah, I never thought of it like that.

But she's still the one that got away.

So, is it just me or
was that the easiest cough

in the history of all coughs?

Yeah, I'll admit I'm surprised Young Hoss

didn't put up more of a fight.

It was too easy.

Yeah, she seemed shocked when
we described how Gavin died.

It was like she was hearing
it for the first time.

Because she was hearing
it for the first time.

Frodo, I know it's my fifth one today,

but I assure you I don't have a problem.

Mrs. Baker.

Oh, Detective.

Nice to see ya.

You said that Mama Sass gave you a CD

- on the night before the wedding.
- Yes,

but as I said to her,

Gavin had already give me all the music.

Very definite about which track when.

And to be honest, it
was all one on of those

stick it in sticky things.

- Memory stick?
- Exactly.

Wish I had one of those.

Brain like a sieve sometimes.

Yeah, don't we all?

Where was this?

At the Snake and Tiger.

I popped in to wish the girls good luck,

and I bumped into her on
the way out. There you are.

Just popped in to wish you all the best

for the big day tomorrow.

I just popped back to the digs

to get that CD for you for tomorrow.

Oh, but Gavin has that sorted.

I mean, what was I gonna do with a CD?

Thanks, Mrs. Baker.

We're off.

Hey, we'll get those coffees to go.

Young Hoss was nowhere
near Gavin when he died.

She agreed that Gavin
was pleading for help,

but Gina confirmed

that he would've been
unconscious throughout.

I think she cut the clutch
cable, but she didn't kill him.

Well then, who did, Stevie?

Who would Young Hoss do anything for,

and who was overly protective of Debbie?

Mama Sass told me herself

that Debbie only ended up in prison

because she was protecting her mother.

Because she was trying to protect me.

And we now know she left the party.

What if Mama Sass was protecting
her daughter from Gavin?

Because if Stevie knew he was a bully,

then Mama Sass must've known.

Mama Sass was desperate

to stop her daughter
and unborn grandchild

from being tied into a bad marriage.

Here you go.

She knew that Gavin
was taking Debbie's bike,

and so convinced Young
Hoss to mess it up,

knowing that the accident
would postpone the wedding.

Bottom line is, Young Hoss
would do anything for Mama Sass.

But that's where Young
Hoss's involvement ends.

Because it's Mama who leaves the party

on an innocent enough mission.

Hey look, I'm just gonna
shoot back to the house

to get the wedding
CD for Mrs. Baker.

But that isn't where she's going.

She suddenly sees an opportunity

to protect her daughter for good.

Then she sets about
covering up her tracks.

Mama Sass is like the patron
saint of broken women.

Hey.

Come here.

She has no tolerance for bullying men,

especially when it comes
to her own daughter.

You dodged a bullet, my girl.

I hope you know that.

Mama Sass set the whole thing up

so that Young Hoss would take the fall.

We have a witness that saw

Hoss tampering with the bike,
and a confession.

What have we got on Mama Sass?

Hey, dry those crocodile tears, okay?

Yeah?

Let's get outta here.

You guys right?
Let's go.

Nothing, unless we can match
the DNA to that skin sample.

Although with a
confession from Young Hoss,

the court will never compel
Mama Sass for her DNA.

And there's no way Young
Hoss will ever narc on her.

True, but we can get Young Hoss's DNA,

and at least prove that it
wasn't her who drowned Gavin.

Although, that will take days.

♪ Troubles gonna find you

So, we need to buy some time.

♪ Gonna have to find me too

♪ Well throw that match
together and watch it burn

♪ If trouble's gonna find you

♪ I've been down this road before

♪ And honey, I've
been keeping score

♪ And it's trouble's turn to lose

♪ Burn it down, burn
it down now sister

♪ Burn it down, burn
it down now brother

♪ Burn it down it's
trouble's time to lose

♪ Burn it down, burn
it down now sister

♪ Burn it down, burn
it down now brother

♪ Burn it down

♪ It's trouble's turn to lose

Stephanie Cusack, you are under arrest

for the murder of Gavin Murphy.

♪ Turn to lose

♪ Get your motor runnin'

♪ Head out on the highway

♪ Lookin' for adventure

♪ In whatever comes our way

♪ Born to be wild

♪ Born to be wild