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BERNICE: Previously on City Homicide...

I'm Juliette Gardiner from the 'Tribune'.

I'm doing a feature on Dane Majors.

So you're saying Bruce Dalton and Nick Buchanan set you up?

That evidence - it was straight-up.

You ought to know, because you found it!

After you sent me there.

(GUNSHOT)

I didn't mean to shoot the girl.

No!

You let an innocent man go to jail? Innocent?

You don't know Dane Majors.

It now appears that Mr Majors

was convicted and sentenced on the basis of false evidence.

I should have dealt with this 10 years ago but I didn't.

That's my resignation. Lombardi's after Nick Buchanan.

He's gonna charge him with perverting the course of justice.

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

Oh, it's just you?

Yeah. The others are still tied up on the car bombing investigation.

Oh. Wanna run me through it?

Yeah, the victim took a dive from up there.

I'm guessing it wasn't voluntary.

No. All this was thrown down afterwards.

Has the body been moved?

No. The victim's still as she was when the clerk found her at 6:30.

Early bird.

There's a company gym on the first floor. He's a dawn regular.

So if she landed on her back,

why the injury to her face and the blood smeared?

My guess, she was punched before she was pushed.

Time of death is between 5:30 and 6:00 this morning.

The cleaners left at 5:30am

and the assailant checked out at 6:00

using the victim's own swipe card,

which he then dumped in the bin outside.

So her office is up there? Chambers.

The victim was a barrister.

Helen Jefferson.

Why do I know that name?

Jefferson.

She was the barrister that defended Dane Majors.

OK. Dead barrister.

Motive, suspects, timeline. Let's go.

Don't be afraid to think outside the square.

OK. The death occurred between 5:30 and 6:00 this morning.

No witness have come forward at this stage.

Spouse, family? Death knock's been done.

Victim's partner, Dr Raj Devendra,

has the king of all alibis -

he was performing emergency heart surgery

from 3:00 till 7:00am this morning.

Did he give any info as to her last movements?

No, not much.

Jefferson habitually worked late and started early.

Rather than head back to Mt Martha,

she stayed at the Grand Hotel two nights a week.

Could have been having an affair. Someone in the law firm.

Maybe last night it went sour.

Well, we'll talk to the hotel - see if she ever had any company.

Well, maybe it was a current client who's unhappy with her work.

What about opportunistic burglary?

Or - this could just be a stab in the dark -

it could be Dane Majors exacting revenge.

Yeah, motive - what did Helen Jefferson do

other than argue his case in court?

She didn't argue it too well. The bloke got 20 years.

And she got a bestseller out of it.

Profiting from his loss.

He'd get pretty ticked off about that.

Angry enough to kill her?

That's a very good question, Mapplethorpe.

Why don't we ask Dane Majors?

Just a chat to test the waters.

Alright.

Freeman, grab hold of Levitt

and go around and take Mr Majors a cup of sugar, would you?

The rest of you follow up on the hotel, colleagues, clients.

Cover all bases.

Sarge, Nick Buchanan was due back at work today.

He's not answering his phone.

I know. Ethical Standards have been trying to reach him.

He's required for interview regarding this Dane Majors debacle.

I'd like to go and check on him.

OK. Sure.

SONG: ? You're always on my mind... ?

Nick!

? You're the voice inside my head

? I travel through this life... ?

Nick!

? I try to stay ahead... ? Nick!

? But I'll never see you

? Again... ?

NICK: (ON VOICE MAIL) You've reached Nick Buchanan. Leave a message.

? I disappear when you turn on the lights

? You've gotta forgot to begin now

? You've got to forgot to begin now

? This time

? You've gotta begin somehow

? You've gotta begin somehow. ?

(BLENDER GRINDS)

Helen Jefferson. Who?

She defended you.

Sorry. Can't hear you.

I said... (GRINDING STOPS STOPS)

10 years ago. She was your barrister.

Dark hair, glasses... Nice titties.

She's been killed. So?

So there's a lot of murders happening around you, Dane.

Haven't you heard? I didn't kill my wife.

You thirsty?

Narelle got me this. I haven't made my own juice in 10 years.

Where is she - your girlfriend? Away.

Dumped already. Jeez, that's a bit harsh.

Down, boy. She's gone to Port Douglas.

Some yoga retreat.

So if you want her, you can't have her.

No phones, no email.

Sounds just like prison to me. (BLENDER GRINDS)

(GRINDING STOPS)

You ever read Jefferson's book about your trial?

I don't read fiction.

Probably a good thing, 'cause you don't come off looking too shiny.

Mmm. Sleaze sells. Shiny doesn't.

So why do you reckon she took you on as a client in the first place?

Ahhh. I paid her a truckload of money.

Probably thought it would be a good tactic too.

Female barrister looks good to a jury.

Everyone deserves a chance to defend themselves.

All I wanted was to give my side.

But she wouldn't let me take the stand.

I bet that made you angry. Angry enough to get payback.

If I didn't go to jail,

how much do you reckon I would have made in my career?

10 mill? 20?

Well, that's what I'm owed.

I'm gonna sue the State Government for everything they took from me -

now and in the future.

And why do we care about this, Dane?

You really think I'd risk all that for some stupid act of revenge?

So are you guys gonna leave me alone or do I have to make a phone call?

Jennifer.

Did you, uh... did you track Nick down?

What's happened?

Um... I went round to his house.

His ute's still parked out the front but he's not answering his phone.

Any signs of a disturbance?

No. Not that I can see. Did you go inside the house?

He has a spare key that he's told me about for emergencies.

And you believe that's what this is?

He said he would be back today. He just wouldn't not turn up.

It's not Nick.

He's got a difficult road ahead.

Lombardi's still pushing to have him charged

with perverting the course of justice.

It's not that. He feels complicit in Juliette's death.

He supported Graham Proctor

and with Bruce Dalton's suicide on top of that...

No-one blames Nick for that.

Yeah, but he blames himself.

Three nights ago he sent me a text.

"Thank you for everything." Oh, Jennifer...

I checked the safe he keeps in his room.

It's open.

He's taken his gun.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Hey, Jen, we've got a call-out. Male victim.

Single gunshot wound.

I can't believe I didn't notice him.

I ride my bike through that park every day.

He was a fair way off the main track under some bushes.

Dog walker spotted him last night.

Thought he was a homeless guy sleeping it off.

When he was still there in the morning, she took a closer look.

Reckon it was a mugging gone wrong? That's what uniforms said.

Grabbed his wallet, shot him point-blank in the chest.

There's no witnesses, so it's guesswork.

Nice world we live in. Find any ID on the body?

Yeah. It's over there. Poor old guy. Must be nearly 80.

Yeah. Talk about overkill.

Why shoot him in the chest when a stiff wind would have done it?

Mmm, exactly. Here we go.

Library card.

Martin Dangerfield.

Sorry?

What?

As in retired Supreme Court Justice Martin Dangerfield?

He presided over the Dane Majors trial.

Dane majors is the only link to all these victims.

MATT: Then he's gotta be after revenge.

These deaths only started when he got out of jail.

It's like he's showing off - goading us.

Sounds like Majors to me.

It's a strong theory, which means others involved in the trial

are potential targets too.

So if he does have a hit list, then Nick has gotta be on it.

He found the golf club. He presented it in court.

As far as Majors is concerned, Nick is as corrupt as Dalton.

When was the last time anyone saw Nick?

I spoke to him three nights ago.

He's not at home. Newspapers are piling up on his doorstep.

Sarge, this has got to be enough

to justify bringing Majors in, put pressure on.

Dane Majors is out of bounds. Sarge, this is our job.

He's already put in a formal complain from our visits.

These are exceptional circumstances.

He's the only link between multiple victims.

We don't know how many more are on that list.

This is a killing spree.

Jennifer, the decision has been made. We do not go near him.

Allie, get Rhys and alert any potential targets.

Witnesses, lawyers... Including the Attorney-General?

Let's leave Mr Lombardi to Commander Waverley, shall we?

Jennifer, you and Duncan need to do a thorough search of Nick's place.

Sarge.

I've got his notebooks and research material. That might help.

Well, maybe he stumbled across a lead, went off following his nose.

What's with the line search?

A neighbour on Tuesday night said he heard a bang and a commotion

and thought that a car had knocked over his bin.

When he came out there was nothing here.

Nick's gonna be alright, Jen. He CAN look after himself.

Detectives. Over here.

Blood.

From a mobile?

There's more.

Duncan.

That's Nick's watch.

So I'm in danger from Dane Majors?

That'll make Question Time more exciting.

We can't stress enough how serious the situation is.

We're very concerned for your safety, Attorney-General.

I know. Thank you, I appreciate it.

We have nothing to worry about on that account.

The Attorney-General's day-to-day security is watertight.

How about bulletproof? I'm not a prime target.

All I did was argue a case

based on the evidence I was given by the Homicide department.

How are those budget revisions coming along?

If I was you I'd be crapping myself.

I'm a boy from Glenroy. I'm not scared of Dane Majors.

I'm not talking about that.

I'm talking about you being up to your neck in poo-poo

over the Dane Majors mistrial.

I mean, his compo package is gonna be quite a loss of face for you.

Your concern is touching.

However, if Dane Majors goes back inside he'll be discredited

and all the dirt will wash away from you, won't it?

I should tell you that Christian here

writes up minutes of every meeting I have.

Then write this down -

Dane Majors was set up once, he may be set up again.

I think we're done.

Are you implying I have something to do with it?

Oh, no, I'm just stating the facts.

Here's another one -

Detective Senior Constable Nick Buchanan has gone missing.

Really? You have a detective you can't locate?

That IS interesting.

You've not heard, then? Heard what?

Bit of gossip from the State morgue.

(SCOFFS) What gossip?

Turns out that Judge Dangerfield was killed by an automatic handgun.

It was a police round.

I take it your rogue detective will be added to the list of suspects.

I think, sir, that you should let us handle that.

Commander, this is why we need change.

When squads like Homicide get too comfortable,

corruption and cronyism fester.

Time for a new broom.

How many times must I say it?

I was trying to rattle his cage, see what fell out.

What happened to this morning's theory

about Dane Majors being the killer?

Well, I'm keeping an open mind. Lombardi is a legitimate suspect.

Yeah, and the Attorney-General.

Yeah, well, he's as crooked as the road to Canberra.

I wouldn't put anything past him.

Stanley, your team needs to know -

Judge Dangerfield was shot with a POLICE round.

When did that come through?

Apparently Lombardi's got a mole in the morgue.

Prick's got spies everywhere.

In any case we need to ensure that

all our ammunition and firearms are accounted for.

There is one firearm confirmed missing.

Who signed it out? Nick Buchanan.

That's beautiful. I can just see the headlines now.

They're gonna crucify him.

Yeah, well, all the more reason to find him.

Keep me informed.

All the more reason, Stan, to put surveillance on Dane Majors.

Is that an order?

Stamped, addressed and sealed with a kiss.

Set the dogs on him.

So, Detective Kingston and I

are working through notifying possible targets.

Alan Sullivan's an obvious one,

but pinning him down for a conversation is proving a bit hard.

Have you tried his second home -

Coopers Arms, Queen Street?

No, I haven't. Coopers Arms.

Thanks for that. Rhys, just have a seat for a sec.

I've been thinking about your career path,

wondering how we can maximise your opportunities.

Have you heard of Taskforce Circa?

Yeah - that's fraud, isn't it?

I just think your skills would be ideally suited,

and I know they're looking for new people.

Well, yeah, and thanks for the heads-up. I really appreciate it.

I strongly suggest that you apply, Rhys.

Well, as you know, we're a man short at the moment.

And I'd feel like I was just letting the team down if I cut and run.

Well, opportunities like this don't come very often.

I thought Homicide was the pinnacle.

Yeah, well... look, I'll be honest with you.

Homicide's reputation has been taking a bit of a battering

with this Dane Majors fiasco.

Yeah, but that was Dalton that planted that golf club, not us.

We solved that case. Dalton was a part of Homicide.

Yeah, maybe 10 years ago.

We're a different team now. Rhys, it's not that simple.

Look, if you want to have a long career,

you've gotta think strategically.

Taskforce Circa would be a fantastic path to promotion

in any number of departments, not to mention the contacts you'd make.

I just think you'd kick yourself if you let this opportunity go by.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Ah! It's Allie.

She tracked down Alan Sullivan.

BOTH: Coopers Arms.

I don't need any bloody protection.

One attempt has already been made on your life, Mr Sullivan.

Well, I am still here.

This killer's determined.

Three people are already dead,

and since Tim Pagett was blown up in your car,

we believe you're high on their list.

Let 'em come.

Tim Pagett was meant to be you.

Whose bloody fault was that? You ran around impersonating him.

40 years I've been in this trade. 40 bloody years.

And I have never lost a journo until this week, when I lose two.

Mr Sullivan, I'm sorry about Tim. You bloody well ought to be.

You may be Bernice's nephew but you have got a hell of a lot to learn.

10 years ago,

your paper ran the campaign to put Dane Majors behind bars.

Our killer clearly has a long memory.

So? You're saying it's Dane Majors - you're confirming that?

No. No, I am not. I am saying it could be a supporter...

Well, I think our killer may have a change of heart

when they've read this weekend's edition.

Why is that?

Because we're doing a special feature.

'Dane Majors - My Story'.

You see, we're on his side now.

Unlike the police, we admit our mistakes.

Well, until then, Mr Sullivan, you are in danger.

Whether you believe it or not.

Thanks, darling.

But I have had dead dogs on my doorstep, and turds in the mail.

I don't run away from a fight.

(CAR ALARM BEEPS)

Hey!

Sorry to do this but I need your help.

What with? The cops are gunning for me.

Look - they've even got surveillance on me.

They've followed me everywhere.

They want me to know.

It's intimidation. They're saying I've killed people.

I'm being set up, just like last time.

OK. I'm listening. I want you to run the story now.

No can do. The paper's to bed.

The interstate print run's already kicked off.

But Saturday's feature is going to be an absolute ripper.

By Saturday, they'll have me locked up and charged.

And then you won't be able to print a single word.

They're not very discreet, are they?

Please, Alan.

It has to be in tomorrow's paper.

Do that and I might have something more for you.

(CAR ALARM BEEPS) Come with me.

It's Detective Senior Constable Nick Buchanan.

Yes. I have sent a photo through.

No, no. All emergency staff need to view the photo.

Can I please speak to your shift manager?

Thank you. Yes, I can hold.

No sign of him at any hospitals. We're moving on to medical centres.

Do we even know for sure the blood was Nick's yet?

The lab will get results back by tomorrow at the earliest.

But we're just covering all our bases.

Well, we've got all uniforms on patrol keeping an eye out. Jen!

You should go home. You've done 14 hours straight.

For God's sake, they just hung up on me. No, I'm not going home, Matt.

OK, I know we all want to keep going for Nick,

but somebody's gotta be firing on all cylinders in the morning.

What about Deep Throat?

We should call him. Maybe Nick found out who he was, and went to find him.

It's a dead lead. We haven't heard from him since the bomb.

Have you still got that number? Yeah, but not Juliette's phone.

Well, use your own. He won't answer an unknown number.

Well, we can try! OK, let's just give it a go.

Yeah, OK.

RECORDED MESSAGE: The number you are calling has been disconnected.

Please check the number and try again.

Jen... it was worth a try.

SONG: ? Hold back the shield between us

? And I'll kiss you

? Drop your defences

? And come into my arms

? I'm all for believing

? I'm all for believing

? Trust in me. ?

I don't recall authorising the stalking of Dane Majors.

Using their initiative.

They thought if he knew that he was being watched

that he wouldn't kill again.

Don't worry. I've already kicked heads over this.

Too late. I've been ordered to pull all surveillance.

Then we bring him in. We sit on him. Terry - this is a game-changer.

Dane Majors has gone from protected species

to completely bloody untouchable until we have solid evidence.

I bet I know someone who can still get close to him.

We missed the country run.

But the special edition went out to all my metro distributors,

so by this time tomorrow, you'll be the talk of the town.

I think we can be pretty pleased with that.

Yeah, right. Not bad for the last minute.

Come through.

Excuse the mess.

I'm about to redecorate.

Fresh start, mate.

You want a drink? Coffee?

Only if you're making it. I'm not.

Cheers. Thanks.

So what's this business you rang me about this morning?

A second chapter to the story?

Yeah.

Mate, I've got a meeting in the city at 11, so...

One of the cops who set me up has gone missing.

Mick... Dick-something.

You know what his bloody name is. Nick Buchanan.

But did you know he was run down by a car a couple of nights ago?

Now the cops can't find him. What - you're a suspect?

If they can pin me for climate change, they would.

So bloody predictable, the cops, aren't they?

Do you remember my last test at the G?

Unforgettable.

I didn't star too much in the first innings, did I?

You were bloody hopeless. You got out for a duck.

Yeah, and when I came out for the second,

I was ready to belt those Windie quicks out of the ground.

Yep. True.

Went on to make my double tonne.

That takes nerve.

No, you got lucky, mate.

So did you.

When?

When your car blew up.

I had to reassess my match plan.

What are you saying, Dane?

I want to thank you, though, Alan, for printing my side of the story.

Getting those surveillance cops off my ass.

But that doesn't quite make up for 10 years of prison,

and your smear campaign that helped put me there.

Oh, come on, mate...

I found this on the cop who framed me just after I hit him with my car.

I guess I am lucky.

Someone needs to tell Alan Sullivan to pull his head in.

You're gonna have to get in line behind Waverley on this one.

Ha! She chewed your ear too, did she?

We can't go near Dane Majors with a 10-foot barge pole.

Yeah, well, the thing is,

I rang Alan Sullivan to give him a serve,

and his PA said he's round at Dane Majors' house right now

getting another scoop.

Terry, please don't tell me you're going there to harass Dane Majors.

No. God, no.

I'm going round there to harass Alan Sullivan.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

So all it takes to get your attention

is slagging off Homicide in the press.

I'm not interested in your paranoia, Mr Majors.

I'm looking for Alan Sullivan.

He was here - but he's gone now.

Did he say where he was going?

No.

Do you want a drink? Coffee?

I want a look around.

Why? Do you think I've got him stashed in the attic?

Have you?

Go for your life.

Don't mind if I keep an eye on you.

You know what happened last time a cop searched my house on his own.

Investigation not going too well?

I'm not at liberty to say.

You want to check in here?

You could fit any number of things in here.

Suit yourself.

So... SUPERintendent.

Cream floats to the top,

like a turd.

You'll need divers to drag that pool. It's deceptively deep.

So you were in Homicide when I was set up for Tony?

It was before my time.

Lucky for you. Lucky for you.

Now, do you want the full tour or not?

Because if not, I'd like you to leave.

I've been traumatised by recent events.

I've seen a counsellor.

I have anxiety.

Take a pill.

I'll take the tour.

Alan Sullivan told his PA he was going to Dane Majors' house.

That's the last anyone's heard of him.

We'll put the KALOF out on his car.

20 minutes ago, I conducted a search of Dane Majors' house.

No sight of Sullivan or Buchanan. You did what?

The situation has changed, Commander.

Alan Sullivan definitely went to Dane Majors' house.

(VOICE FADES)

Now, I checked with 'The Tribune'.

Alan Sullivan's gone walkabout. My gut tells me it's not voluntary.

Ma'am, you've got the pathology report?

Uh... yeah. Confirmation that the blood traces on the road

do belong to Nick Buchanan.

OK, stuff the commissioner. We need to be watching Majors' house.

Right. We need to shut this man down.

From now on, I want Homicide watching every move he makes.

Two-man teams, two-hour shifts.

Rhys, Jennifer - you're up first.

You know, if Majors is responsible for all of this,

prison must have really messed with his head.

Jen? This is useless.

How do we know Dane Majors is even in there?

I'm not sitting in here all day.

Jen, you can't enter the house without a warrant.

I'm sure I saw someone in that upstairs window.

What? I'm going in.

I believe I saw Nick.

Well, I must have seen him too.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Dane Majors, this is the police.

Nothing to report as yet on the KALOF out on Detective Buchanan,

and the 'Tribune' are screaming for news on Alan Sullivan.

If we'd anything to give them, we'd give it.

Sarge.

Jen and Rhys entered Dane Majors' house.

He's gone. We've lost him. Oh, terrific.

He's dodged our surveillance.

That gives Lombardi another stick to beat us with.

Well, maybe he'll change his tune about protection now.

Yeah. I'd better see him. I'll take Freeman and Ryan.

I'll let them know.

You've got a string of unsolved murders out there

and you're using Homicide detectives for security duty?

Alan Sullivan and Nick Buchanan are both missing.

You could well be next. We have no idea where Dane Majors is.

He's dangerous and unpredictable.

OK, you've had your say and I've made my decision.

Ethan, would you please escort

the Commander and these detectives out of the building?

With respect, I'm not leaving until you agree to accept our protection.

You don't care about my safety, Bernice.

You're just trying to get Homicide back into favour.

Why else would you be using precious detectives on security detail?

Please, Commander, be honest.

Yes, I am concerned about Homicide.

And when Dane Majors comes for you - and he will come -

I don't want anyone saying

I didn't at least try to protect the Attorney-General.

Why would he make such a fuss about protection?

Because he's an arrogant prick.

Or if he admits he needs protection

he's admitting he's done something wrong.

Right.

Er, where do you think you're going?

Inside with you. Making sure your house is secure.

Can we have the keys, sir?

This is a private meeting with my broker.

We're looking out for you, sir.

I'll go around. Thank you.

I'll check inside, then we'll come out here and wait.

On the road, on the road! Stay down, stay down!

Stay down!

He's gone! How's Lombardi? He's lucky.

Told the Superintendent you were my counsellor.

(CHUCKLES)

Which is kind of true.

Talked to you a lot when I was in that cell.

Just pretend, of course. I'm not crazy.

I wanted you to know what I was going through.

If I'd had a really bad day...

..I'd imagine what it would feel like to shoot you in the face.

But most of the time,

I'd just dream of caving your head in with a golf club.

Neighbour saw someone speeding away.

Got the rego - it's Sullivan's car

but the driver description fits Dane Majors.

We've updated the KALOF. Bastard didn't care who saw him.

What about Lombardi? He'll be fine. It's a flesh wound.

What's all this? Items from Dane Majors' house.

He's gone to ground, so we need maps, lists, receipts, photos -

anything that'll indicate where he's gone.

What about Queensland? He could've gone there, to his girlfriend.

I'll get onto the airlines and onto the trains.

Why shoot Lombardi in broad daylight in front of police?

It doesn't make any sense.

I don't think we can apply logic to this guy's actions anymore.

This feels like Dane Majors' last stand.

I don't think he's gone to Queensland. Listen to this.

"Their favourite getaway isn't a 5-star resort like most would expect.

"It's a family cabin - a place they can go to get away from everything."

MATT: Where is it? Doesn't say.

OK, here we go.

Rates and valuation notice for a property in Warrandyte.

Majors family trust. It's a possible.

Jennifer, you and Rhys check it out. We'll keep looking.

You married, Nick?

Girlfriend?

Better get a move-on.

Life's short.

Let's just pretend that you have.

How would you feel if she was ripped away from you?

Your life, everything you loved -

all gone.

And this is what it's come down to.

The cars, the boats...

..the nightclubs -

all gone.

The big house is nothing without Tahnee.

Only this stuff matters now.

My lucky shirt.

I wore this...

..the night before we won the Ashes.

You're not very chatty, are you? Hey?

Not like you were in court. (GROANS)

You told that jury a good yarn.

Yarn and a drink.

Good way to end a day.

I used to drink with my mates, of course.

But even they've gone.

You'll have to do.

Bet those ribs hurt, eh?

Three days without food -

I reckon this is gonna knock you right out.

Two-pot screamer.

Now, I'm a good bloke,

so we'll do the first one together.

What I would've given, some of those nights locked in my cell,

for a bottle to drink myself stupid.

(COUGHS)

I remember the night we met.

You were really nice to me.

We had a yarn about the one-dayers.

And then you turned around and charged me with murder.

Just like that.

And then, when it looked like I might get off,

you planted evidence to make sure that I didn't.

Now, what I want to know is...

..how do you live with yourself?

(GRUNTS)

Come again?

I'm sorry.

I don't want your apologies!

Look at this! Look!

I've lost more than someone like you will ever have!

(GRUNTS, COUGHS)

Being good at sport is not a crime.

Being up yourself is not a crime.

Going out and getting girls is not a crime.

I loved my wife!

Her killer walked free. We got him.

Well, you were too late!

People have to pay.

I wasn't a killer when you put me in prison.

But I am now.

(SPLUTTERS) Drink it down, mate.

I sat in that cell

night after night

for 10 years.

You buried me alive, Nick.

And now that's what I'm gonna do to you.

You're round the back. If he's in there, we'll flush him out the front.

OK.

Police! Dane, this is the police!

(SHOUTS IN DISTANCE)

Clear.

It's empty, but he's been here.

(GUNFIRE)

Come on! Come on, come out!

Come on, let's have some fun!

Dane, this is the police! Lower your weapon!

Jen, we're not getting reception.

See if I can get back to the car? Yeah.

Go. Go!

Police! Drop your weapon!

(GUNSHOT)

You've lost! You hear me?!

You've come here for Nick Buchanan

but you're too late!

I just buried him!

He's gone.

Come on! Let's go, Detective!

One more won't make a difference.

You're all the same to me.

(GUNSHOT) (GRUNTS)

Now, Bruce Dalton -

he beat me to it!

But I've killed everyone else that locked me up.

Even that little prick Lombardi!

No, you didn't! Oh, yeah?

Bang, bang! He went down!

You only winged him!

No.

You didn't kill Nick either, did you?

You only filled one grave,

and that's Sullivan's.

So where's Nick?

DANE!

Nick Buchanan brought this on himself!

Tell me where he is!

Not a chance.

Please.

Been saving him till last.

Nick.

OK. Thanks for that.

It's Alan Sullivan's funeral tomorrow.

'The Tribune' will have their front page sorted, won't they?

Not if Dane's girlfriend trumps him.

It's all over the radio this morning -

"My love for killer Dane", a 'Tribune' exclusive.

I betcha they won't be asking Nick for his side of the story.

Nah, you're right.

It'll be all about Lombardi - the last man standing.

Ah, Buchanan! You're late.

Not a good look, is it?

Don't worry. We didn't bother sending out a search party.

Uniforms are sick of a KALOF with your name on it.

So... you ready to go through your statement?

Took me hours to type it up.

There you go.

Thanks, Jen.

I've withdrawn my resignation.

Good.

I don't wanna lose you.

The statement.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Commander, thanks for coming. It's a pleasure.

You're recovering well after the incident?

Let's get straight to it.

I've had a chance to look at your budget cuts for Homicide.

Undertaken at the Commissioner's request

and initiated by you.

Your recommendations make interesting reading.

Quite creative.

Though with a certain bias, naturally.

If by that you mean my opinion

that Homicide is one of the most skilled and cohesive squads

in the State Police,

that's based on experience, not bias.

I agree.

In the current crisis,

Homicide has proved itself to be a most effective squad.

I also agree with your conclusion that under the proposed budget cuts,

Homicide could not function successfully...

..which is why we'll be dissolving Homicide altogether.

Divisional detectives will handle single homicides.

Temporary taskforces will handle more complex cases.

And the current Homicide detectives?

That's up to you.

A few retirements, a few transfers.

But make no mistake - there will be no more Homicide squad.

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