All language subtitles for Troppo.2022.AU.S02E02.720p

(YELLS)

Mum and Dad at home?

Not today. It's my birthday.

Not coming...fucking out!

Even though I have all this tension
in my body, I chose to let it go.

Well, I've got plenty more advice
if you wanna stay for a drink.

Two lovers whose sex was so hot
they self-combusted.

Julian ran Family Tree.

It's a retreat that helps broken
families get back together.

Victim's E-Type Jag went missing
same night.

You might wanna ask him about
the fight he had with his old man

the night of his death.

He drove me crazy, alright, he did.
But he was still my dad.

Prove he's innocent, OK?

I can't have you two contaminating
my crime scenes

or hounding my medical examiner
for intel.

We are professionals.

Stay away from my investigation.

I've had enough!

Good to see you again, Amanda.

(INDISTINCT POLICE CHATTER
OVER RADIO, SIRENS WAIL)

(DISTANT CRYING)

(MACHINE FLATLINES)

WOMAN: We're losing him!
Try the defibrillator.

Let 'em do their work.

(MONITORS BEEP)

(CRIES)

Bart!

(WAILS)

What happened, son?

The boat hit something.
Bart was thrown.

(CRIES)
MAN: I'm sorry.

Nothing more we can do.
No!

(WAILS)

SONG: # Underneath
all my skin and bones

# Somebody take me home

# Their life's
an electric hum and drone

# Somebody take me home

# 'Cause the night's so hot
my blood stays cold

# Days are so long, I couldn't hold

# Myself together anymore

# Somebody take me

# Somebody take me home

# Somebody take me home. #

(GRUNTS)

Oh, fuck!

(PHONE CHIMES)

(PANTS)

(PHONE RINGS)

I've been calling!

Hey, Amanda.
Where are you?

At home?
No, no. Fuck, stop talking!

OK, shut.

I'm coming over.
That's why I can...

(PHONE BEEPS)
Hello?

Oh, for God's sake.

(PANTS SOFTLY)

Jesus!

You know, on this planet, we knock
before we barge in on somebody

in the bathroom.

You tell me you've been shot,

I rush over here
and you're in the fucking bath?!

I've been shot with rock salt.

That's why I'm in the bath.

Who the fuck shoots someone
with rock salt?

I'm trying to tell you.

A crazy lady shot me.

Now, can I get a minute?

I need a drink.

And White Hat was nothing,
by the way, just a broken-down shed.

And I'm fine, thank you very much.

(FLATLY)
Great. I am thrilled for you.

Twist's back.

He cut his hair?

Like he was taking a souvenir.

He knew I was there.
He wanted me to see him.

And that's all he said to you,
was "Good to see you"?

Yeah, but it was the way he said it.

He's fucking with me.

Uh...

Well, this guy.

Been in hiding for months.

He only strikes when there's a need.

So...

..what's the need?

I don't know.

He's...he's...he's breeding an army
of snake human hybrids.

I don't know. Fuck.

Alright, take a breath.

(SIGHS) What if his hair...

What if it is some kind of trophy?

What, do you think Twist killed him?

Uh, makes more sense
than you being the target.

The very least...

..seems like they knew each other.

And that's something for us
to go on.

Six months ago, he killed a man
in front of me, Ted,

and he tried to stitch me up for it.

You're on the couch.

No. It's fine. I can go home.
Nah, you're safe here.

And you? Are you safe?

Shiner one day, shot the next.

Can you please just stop
pissing people off?

I'll see what I can do.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hammer.

Thank you.

(GEESE SQUAWK)
Hey! Bloody Amanda!

Hey! Hey, hey, shoo! Oh!
Whoa, knock it off!

Ho, shoo! Go on. Out. Out.

What the hell?
(PHONE RINGS)

Chateau Conkaffey.
We do hope you enjoyed your stay

but you left without checking out!

Tell me you're not where
I think you are.

I'm in our office.
Where else would I be?

You're telling me you left this house
and went straight to the office?

That's what you're trying
to tell me?

I mean, I may have made
a slight detour on the way.

Amanda! Of all the stupid shit.

This slab's been boarded up
for months. What's the big deal?

This is a partnership.

We are partners. Alright?

When we do dumb shit,
we do it together.

It doesn't work if one of us
goes running off half cocked

right back into the same goddamn trap
they fell for the last time!

OK, well, he wasn't there,
so not a trap.

Are you coming in to work or what?

Unbelievable.

You, out. Come on, Mama.

TAYLA: Raph.

RAPH: Why are they back already?

Let's just see what they want
and take it from there.

Raphael, we need you to come
with us.

Raph.
Are you even looking at anyone else?

Raph!
Huh?

Raph, come on!
Are you even looking at anyone else?

You do something stupid,
they'll do something stupid.

Put it down.
I can't go back.

You're not going to prison
'cause you didn't do anything.

She's made up her mind about me.
Then she'll looked like an idiot

when they found out who really
killed your dad.

Please put this down.

You're not alone, OK. I'm here.

Just...

For the record, is there anything
from your previous statement

you'd like to revise?

No.

Do you recognise this item
of clothing?

It was found by an employee
of Family Tree.

Let me help you.

This is a photo of you
lifted from Family Tree's website.

Take a good look at the shirt
you're wearing.

Same distinct design, right?

Fucking Debbie.

(SIGHS)

Can you explain these bloodstains?

I get nosebleeds.
Usually brought on by stress.

Keep this shit up,
maybe I'll give you a demo.

So this nosebleed, it wasn't brought
on by a physical altercation?

Maybe one you had with your father
the night he died.

We have a witness.
What, that fucking journalist?

You know they make shit up
for a living, right?

I told Dad I was leaving town.

We got a little bit out of hand
but it was just words...mostly.

Then why burn the shirt?

Because every time I looked at it,

I remembered my last moments
with my dad were an argument.

And I knew how it would look
to you people.

A warrant for your DNA.

Fill it out.
You're right about the way it looks.

You can either give us a DNA swab
or we can take it.

I recommend the former.

TWIST: Hey.

You have shed your skin.

It's a bit of a shame.

I outgrew it.

May I?

I was sad to hear
about your demotion.

But murdering a victim,
enough to make my head spin.

Still killed her.

Accidents don't count.

Is that what you're doing here?

Telling me I'm out of the club?

You rescinding my membership,
are you?

(CHUCKLES)

Now, that would imply
that I murdered somebody.

What'd I just tell you
about accidents?

You tried to frame me!

It turns out I wasn't the first.

I could do it again, if you like.

I can help you.

Claw back some of the power.
Wipe the pity of their faces.

It's nauseating, isn't it?

How they look at you now.

It's a shame about your snakes.

Seized by Parks and Wildlife, right?

Venom too.

Ouch.

How much did that set you back?

Might explain why
you're hairdressing now.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

I hear you're, um...

..looking for Julian Norton's killer.

Maybe I'm looking at him.

Who was he to you?

You're right.

She is still in there.

Is there any chance
she can come out and play?

(GOOSE HONKS)
TED: Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.

Alright.

Here, here. Oh, nice. Thanks.

(PHONE RINGS)
Ah, Jesus.

Hey, cutie.

Aren't you supposed to be in class?

It's recess.

Where are all the other kids?

I wanted to talk to you.

Oh. I always want to talk to you,
peanut.

Thanks for my phone, Ted.

It's my favourite present.

Yeah.
Mum's really angry at you.

Yeah.

I'm so sorry about your party, kiddo.

It's OK.

It took four of them
to take you down.

You should probably get back to class

before your teacher
comes looking for you, huh?

Can I see the geese first? Please?

And then you go back inside?

Alright.

There's Mama.

Say hi, Mama. (CLICKS TONGUE)

And there's Armand.

I love the new house.

Yeah, I got lucky.

Uh, my neighbour was throwing away
their playhouse.

I wish I could come see it for real.

I think they'd really like that.

I'll work it out with your ma,
how about that?

Good luck with that.

Your mosquito-infested hovel
isn't fit for kids.

You don't worry about Ma, alright?

You just start thinking
about what you want to pack.

Now get on back to class.

Promise is a promise.

He was just here,
wriggling around under my skin.

I don't know what he wants
and I don't know how he knows Julian

but I'm sure he's up to something.

Did he threaten you?

I honestly don't know.

Oh. Dare I ask?

Well, you like your case photos
on the wall,

I like my plastic toys
on the blackboard.

Makes sense.

Walk me through it.

OK, so Julian gets beaten up
before being set on fire,

hurtling to his death,
crushing Erin.

Suspect number one is his son
because drugs, priors

and a massive chip on his shoulder
because of his dad.

Makes him the performing monkey, eh?

Correct.
Subtle.

Questions.

One. Why was Julian paying big bucks
to White Hat for a run-down shed?

Mm-hm.
Two.

What happened to the Jag?

And three,
how does Twist know Julian?

OK.

Which one are you?

I'm the one with the teeth.
Uh.

Where am I?

(IMITATES HORSE CLOPPING)

(NEIGHS)

We should talk to Raph.

If he knows Twist, maybe he can make
the connection for us.

First, we should talk
to the neighbours.

Policing 101, Farrell.

By the book.

What are you doing?

We know you can sit in the car.

Now's not the time to take
a backward step.

It's not a linear thing.

Just because I got in the car once
when I didn't have any other choice

doesn't mean I'm ready to do it
every day.

Yeah, I got a theory on that.

Oh, you do, do you? Go on.

You were locked up when you were 16,
right?

Yeah.

That's the year most kids are getting
their first taste of freedom.

You never learned how to drive.

Driving is not an issue, Ted.
Never was.

I've been driving since I was eight.

Since you were eight.

You'd be lucky if you could reach
the pedals.

Alright, let's see it.

Drive us to the McQuillans.

You're driving me
up the fucking wall.

Right.

OK, then I'll just, uh,
let you get a head start.

Maybe I'll pick up a coffee.

You right?

It's weird nobody's come out
to greet us.

You want the house?

That's all yours.

I'll take the...shed.

Hello? Anyone home?

Hey, no.

Not a good time to call unannounced.

Amanda Farrell. I'm, uh...

..I'm investigating...
Yeah. I know who you are.

You solved that Korean bloke's
murder,

that scientist or whatever he was.

It's manslaughter. Those kids
didn't mean to kill that man.

Uh. I suppose they didn't mean
to feed him to the croc, either.

Uh, OK, what is it you want?

I just wanted to ask you some
questions about your neighbour,

Julian Norton.

Your kids leave
and you inherit their dog...

..until it gets some growth
in its spine and...

..the back legs go. He's...

Need a hand?

Ta.

(GRUNTS)

Jesus.

I'm sorry. Are you OK there?

Oh, fucking hell.

No, I'm just looking
for the property owner.

Piss off, mate. You're trespassing!
Sure, sure, I can do that.

I just stumble into a guy
sitting alone in the dark

with a barrel to his head.

Can't really just walk away,
you know? Could you?

You thought I...?
Yeah. Kind of looked that way.

Is there anybody I can...?

You got a dog, mate?

I can't say I have.
I'm more of a goose person.

Well, I just, um...
Yeah.

Uh, yeah, I can tell this is
not the best time.

Look, I'm a private investigator,
I just...

..came here to ask
about your neighbour.

The dead one with a missing Jag.

(CHUCKLES WRYLY)

So that's it.

You're snooping around and see
if I stole that bastard's car.

Wasn't the first thing
that crossed my mind, but...

You know, this farm was here
long before that prick arrived.

Didn't stop him complaining though.

Noise. Dust.

Fertilisers.

Oh, he whinged to everybody.

You name it.

Coppers, Council,

Department of Bloody Agriculture.

Told 'em I was using my machinery
outside of operating hours.

All horseshit. Of course.

But they believed him.

They believed him

because he coddled
troubled teenagers.

I'm not surprised
he got himself killed.

Right.

Well, I won't take up
any more of your time.

Was it an act of kindness?

'Cause I can give you five names
of blokes in this town

who I'd have put down
before that dog.

Yeah, I bet.

Sorry.

An E-Type Jag?

Us?

Ah, what? Riding around town,
chasing eyeballs and envy?

No, that was his thing, not ours.

Oh! I'm buggered.

Ah!

Here.

You can do the honours.

Uh, our son's idea.

Wish he'd chose a different one.

Oh, one last thing.
Yep.

On the night your neighbour died,

where were you and your husband?

Well, Max and I were here at home,
alone,

asleep by 9:30, as usual.

OK.

Oh, and, um...

..he wasn't our neighbour.

He was a man who thought he stood
taller than the rest of us

who just happened to share
our boundary line.

They're going on the murder table,
right?

No question.

There's a lot of empty cabins here.

Should see if we can move in

seeing as Family Tree
was built on our kinds.

Major fuck-ups.

What the hell?
What the fuck?

Raph?!

You're a few minutes too late.

What the fuck did you do?

(GASPS)

If you'd have been
a few minutes earlier,

you would have seen Raph
break his own record.

Smashed it, didn't you, killer!

2 minutes, 10 seconds.
Eeh!

Oh, this is Uncle Ezra.

He's Dad's brother.

Can't you see
the family resemblance?

Dad called it flooding.

Looked a lot like drowning.

It's in his book.
You expose yourself to a fear.

Bit by bit, until you overcome it.

Yeah. I'm familiar.

Nearly drowned a few years back.
It helps.

And yeah, your dad's brother,
he into that sort of thing?

Facing your fears?

I don't think he's afraid
of anything.

He's Dad's half brother.

Different fathers.
My family always said

not to trust him, that he was dodgy.

Sounds like good advice.

Well, people say any shit.

Dad dobbed him into the cops once,
though.

Got him put in jail,
his own brother.

What for?
Some bullshit.

But Ezra can't be all bad.

He loaned Ronnie money.

Stopped that banana plantation
going under.

Mm.

Yeah, well, the Ezra I know

doesn't do shit out of the kindness
of his own heart.

Well, when I called my family
to tell them Dad was dead,

he was the only one who came.

You were ready to go straight in.

It's good.

That why she hitched the wagon
to you?

So brave.

You gonna tell me
what you're really doing here?

My brother died.

Thought my nephew could use
some emotional support.

Oh.

By scalping his father in the morgue?

She told you about that?

Mm-hm.

Did you know that the hair

is supposed to contain the spirit
of a person

so you can contact them
in the afterlife?

If you know the right witch.

(LAUGHS) Yeah.
I'm fucking with you, Ted.

But I'm tickled
that you talked about me.

Go near that girl again...

..we're gonna have a little problem.

I'm worried, Ted. I think you might
be getting a little attached.

So tell me.

I bet she's got ink in some
interesting places.

(BOTH GRUNT)

Call your fucking dog off.

Call him off!
Ted.

(CHUCKLES)

Relax, Raph. We're having fun.

(CHORTLES)

Brave AND sensitive.
Really is the full package.

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYS IN DISTANCE)

721 days.

If he makes parole.

He will. Charlie's a good kid.

Brooke?

You fucking hired Brooke.

Now, you and I, we both know
everyone deserves a second chance.

When she falls off the wagon,

could you try hiring someone
that didn't fuck me over?

SWEENEY: Is that the shit beer
or the piss weak beer?

Careful. You don't want to offend
the locals.

Are you offended?
No.

But if you wanted to offend me,

all you'd have to do is bail me
up on the highway

and tell me how shit I am at my job.

And that would do it?

Every day of the week.

Well, I'll be careful
not to do that, then.

Solving the Park Jong Min case
would suggest

you are actually quite good
at your job.

What happened to
"stay away from my investigation?"

I can compartmentalise.

Maybe you do what you have to
to survive.

She read my case?

And your partner's.

I need to know who I'm dealing with.

So do I get my own little
compartment in there?

Yep.

(SIGHS)

Alright.

(GRUNTS)

Yes.

By my calculations,
you owe seven months interest.

You're the one that did the runner.

I mean, who was I gonna send it to?

"Mr Twist, care of God-knows-where"?

Unforeseen circumstances
favour the lender.

I don't have it.

I didn't expect to see you so soon.

You might have even secretly hoped
I was dead.

But I'm also gonna need
the rest of it.

What?

I'm calling in the loan, Ronnie.

Where am I gonna find
that kind of money?

You knew this day was coming.

Why now?

No warning, no...no instalments.

It's...

I don't... There's no way.

(SIGHS)

It's alright, Ronnie.

I'm not a bank, which is good.

If you default with me,
we'll come to some other arrangement.

This is my grandparents' farm.

I'm not interested
in an arrangement.

But you will have something left.

Something to leave your daughter.
Yeah?

The deal will be what I say it is.

(MUTTERS AFFIRMATION)

Let's go. Conkaffey driving lesson.

What happened to "I've been driving
since I was eight"?

Come on, before I change my mind.

Oh, I get it.

You don't know how to drive a stick.

What do you want, a prize?

How hard can it be? Clutch in,
shift gears, blah, blah, blah.

A little more complicated than that.
Uh-uh-uh.

If we're gonna do this,
we're gonna drive somewhere

you can't run into anything.

Fine.

Follow me.

Alright.
(REPEATS AFFIRMATION)

Ow!

Jesus.
..I am in control.

If I am behind the wheel,
I am in control.

If I am behind the wheel...
I'm alright.

If I am behind the wheel
then I am in control...

Quit jawing. Get in the car.

I'm behind the wheel...

Come on.

Fuck it! Fuck it! Alright.

Alright.
Alright.

Your right foot goes on the brake.
Which one?

The one in the middle.
Alright.

The left foot,
that's your clutch, right?

That's all your left foot's gonna do.

You clutch in.
In.

Push it in all the way.
All the way?

Now you want to put it
into first gear.

Where the fuck is first gear?

Grab the stick, over to the left,
all the way up.

You're in first gear.

And now you're gonna ease off on
the clutch and gently accelerate.

It's a smooth transition.

Yo! Easy. Easy.

There you go.

Once you get it into high gear,
there's nothing to it.

Nothing to it.

Five fucking minutes!

That's all it took for you to...

..fry her.

Even I know it's the radiator, Ted.

Yeah.
They need water.

Something the owner should check.

That's OK. So we're walking, are we?

Not waiting around in this heat.

OK, so what the fuck is going on?

One trip to Sydney and you're back
being the tight-lipped arse

you were when you first got here.

Can we just walk in peace?

Yeah, but that's my point.
You ain't peaceful!

You were so looking forward
to this trip.

So, what is it, Kelly or Lilly?

Uh, drop it.

No!

We are way past that.

This partnership only works
if you communicate!

So fucking communicate!

You move out of my way.

Ted.

Our house was raided
on Lilly's birthday.

Oh, those fucking arseholes.

How is this not harassment?
They dropped your charges.

They... Some bullshit about
new evidence and...

They're just doing whatever the fuck
they can to ruin my life, that's why.

Yeah. And because there's
no other suspects,

they're never gonna leave you alone.
Exactly.

OK, then we just have to work out
who the fuck did it

and solve the case.

How?

How are we gonna do that?

I would love to do that.

I tried back when I had...
I had the resources, I had access,

I had the files.

I had Frankie.

A badge.

Yeah, but now you got me.

All good here?

You know, the air conditioning
is pretty powerful.

Sure you don't wanna stick
your head in?

No. No. No.

So, Colin...

..of all the dishonest professions,
why journalism?

The truth.

(CHUCKLES) Ah.

The truth.

So why Family Tree?

You know, kids today are
really struggling

with what they're inheriting
from us.

Climate, economy, social media.

And broken families need places
like Family Tree.

Well, why Crimson Lake?

I mean, surely there's plenty
of these retreats closer to the city?

Yeah, well,

this way, I get a break up north
and the boss pays for it.

Ah.

So do they work? These retreats?

Well, Family Tree's clients
seem to think so.

Everyone adores Julian.

Except for the McQuillans.

Yeah, yeah. I've spoken to them.

They are decidedly not fond.

But you can't blame 'em.

What's that?

Well, their son, Bart.

You've seen that old boat
in their front paddock, right?

Yeah.

It ain't there for decoration.

Any chance you can make a detour?

(PANTS)

Wow, that hit something hard.

Real hard.

Probably...

..took on a lot of water,
went down pretty fast.

Raph said he nearly drowned once.

Now we know how.
Ah.

Right.

Family Tree visitors would have
to pass by this.

Julian and Raph too.

You know that's by design.

They're not just punishing
the neighbours,

they're punishing themselves.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(GUNSHOT)

MAX: Get out of there!
Mr McQuillan, hey!

(GUNSHOT)
STELLA: Max! Stop it!

What do I tell you about
trespassing?!

Hey, we're sorry about your son,
alright?

We're real goddamn sorry.

No, you're not. Nobody is.

No-one cares.

If they cared, they would have
arrested that Norton kid

who murdered my son!

You stupid old fool!

Whoa, whoa.
Bart didn't even get an inquest!

Give me that gun!
Oh, bloody take the thing!

That bastard got his son off
scot-free.

Yeah and now they think
you killed him!

OK.

OK. Sorry. He shouldn't
have done that. It's...

That bloody dog's
knocked us for six.

Did he kill Julian?

Every night in his dreams.

That rifle seem pretty damn real.

Yeah.

Well, it's hard watching you
and the police

falling over yourselves
investigating that man's death.

It was a murder.

So is killing a farmer's son
in a boat

because you're high as a kite.

Max, wait!

Raph was high?
Stella, help us understand.

Oh, God. (LAUGHS)

OK, look, it's been a tough day.

Gonna cost you a drink.

Max!

Oooh.

(MUSIC PLAYS)

Raph was driving.

Smashed into God knows what
and it threw Bart out of the boat.

When my boy's autopsy came back,

there was something in his blood,
but not any of the usual shit.

Something else.
Plant-based, they said.

Do you think Raph was on it too?

With his history?

Young men that age
tend to share a brain cell.

I'd think that would make Raph
more culpable.

Julian threw his weight around

and got Raph's blood tests
thrown out.

Ah.
That's who you're advocating for.

You of all people.

And grief bonds you at first.

You're the only two people
who truly understand what's lost.

And somehow you end up
sleeping in different rooms,

a world apart.

Max gets angry and I...

Did you confront Julian about this?

Did Max?

What do you think?

Is there any chance that Julian
and Max revisited that conversation?

Maybe the night he died?

No, what I already told you.

Max and I went to bed as usual.

But you sleep in different bedrooms.

Max could have easily snuck out
without you knowing.

TWIST: Up and at 'em, lovebirds.

What's going on?

Come on.

We got work to do.

Whoo.

Is it much further?

Nearly there.

You never came up here
with your dad?

No. It's too ordinary for him.

Everything had to be
a bonding experience

or a challenge to be in the moment.

No time for just hanging out,
you know?

Doesn't sound like you two
had much fun together.

Oh, we did.

When Mum was around.
Uh.

Yep.

She brought the light, your mum.

She blazed.

Yeah.

Who did this to my brother?

I got no idea.

Honestly, I wish I did.

Then I could get the cops
off my back.

I mean, they...they think it was me.

Was it?

What? Are you serious?

Deadly.

No. I didn't kill my dad.

It's OK if you did.
It's your business.

I wanted to kill him
plenty of times.

Had to ask. You understand?

Alright.

Just feels personal.

Lighting him up like that.

Someone had a bone to pick
with your dad.

Or with me.

Could be a message.

They are coming for me.

And then maybe you.

You have any sudden epiphanies,
don't go talking to the cops.

You come to me.

(GEESE HONK)

Oh, hey. Hey!

Argh! Goddammit!

Hey, get back here!
(PHONE RINGS)

Hi.

No, no.

Thanks for calling me back.

Here we are.

Finally!

Where's here?

Here...

This is where we bury your dad.

It's in his will.

You've seen his will?

Convinced Debbie to show me.
She's the executor.

Don't worry. You're going to be
a very wealthy young man.

Yeah.

I don't think about that.

OK.

He left you everything.

You got the world at your feet, mate.

I don't think he ever understood me

or even really liked me.

But he did love me.

I do know that.

This love...

..was it, uh, conditional?

Sometimes.

Anyway, you've done your penance.

The only person
you have to please now is you.

Right.

8 feet long, 3.5 feet wide
and 6 feet deep.

Have you done this before?

You're standing on your grandad.

Oh, shit.

Sorry.
(LAUGHS)

He's past caring.

(CHUCKLES) Yep.

I always thought Dad would want
his ashes spread through the forest.

Either way, mate, you bury your past
or you burn it.

If you don't,

it'll come back raring its fangs.

Brands don't matter. They all use
the same base ingredients.

Thanks.

Cracked radiator pipe, I hear.

Actually, you got a minute?

Mario, how much longer
for Ted's car?

I didn't pick you for a revhead.

It's my '92 Celica.

That fuel used to set Julian Norton
on fire wasn't leaded, was it?

I think...I think it was
lead additive.

Ah. Just like he'd use in his car.
Right?

From the burns on the back,
he was drenched in the stuff,

but on the front, there's nothing,
like he was marinating in it.

That's weird.

You renovating?

What's that colour called?

Banana Beam.

I think.

Lilly, my daughter,
is coming to visit.

Just for a weekend,
but I get this right...

..might happen more often.

You're investigating a double murder

in the crocodile capital
of the world.

Not sure you can paint
all over that.

Who owns Frankenstein's monster?
Was Ronnie's.

She wanted to send her off
to the wreckers,

but she's too good to sell
for parts.

Thought I'd fix her up
as a paddock bomb.

Why?

I might be in the market to drive.

Well, beneath her scars,
she's still got a lot of guts,

a lot of personality.
I like her scars.

She's not manual, is she?
Nah. Those were the days.

Nup. She's old but she's an auto.

Thousand bucks.

You can pick her up
when the new light comes in.

Or 800 and a year of free servicing.

Look after her.
I've seen what you do to cars.

And Ted's shitheap?
Fine.

Tell him to pick her up tonight.
The walk will do him good.

He knows where to find the key.

Fuck.

RAPH: Bart...

I'm sorry. Hey. Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey.

MAX: I want him arrested!

Do your damn job like you should
have done three years ago.

What happened to you
not interfering with my case?

I'm just looking for a missing car.

Got a little physical,
but that's all.

A LITTLE physical?

Bullshit! No!

Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

I don't give a fuck what you've got
going on here.

I'm just trying to work out
who killed Julian.

You OK?

Where the fuck
did you disappear to?!

Not now.

Oh, so it's a race, then?

You only just figuring that out now?

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