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(GLASS BREAKS)

(YELLS) What the hell?!

Heard you been selling leaf behind your mum's back in town.

TWIST: We just made Khalid's business a whole lot more lucrative

by doing the refining ourselves.

AMANDA: Meet Sharon and Linda.

We know that Brooke was dealing the shit

and that those guys had an issue with her.

The tyre prints from where he tossed Julian

found on utes and four-wheel drives.

Julian is not Raph's father.

You want to know the real Julian?

He chose to put me behind bars

so that he could try and fuck my girl.

The day after Claire was attacked

a bichon frise puppy was dropped off at a shelter

20 minutes from where they found Claire.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Colin Finch. What's going on?

Brooke Phelps - they pulled her out of the river this morning.

I had a couple more drinks. She wasn't drinking.

And then she left about 12:00.

Brooke was a fighter -

there'll be DNA left on her,

and it won't be mine.

HENCH: The victim's last phone activity

was a text message to Amanda Pharrell!

SWEENEY: Amanda Pharrell was with me from around 11:45 last night

until the time you arrived at the motel.

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

Duboisia?

Has to be.

What?

What are you doing?

Just sending the crop owners a little invitation they can't refuse.

Please. Don't. No.

No. No, no, no, don't!

Ow!

KHALID: A penalty is a cowardly way to score.

You know who said that?

Pele.

You think I'm a coward?

Agh!

No!

Oh, so, you're calling the father of the beautiful game a liar then?

(GRUNTS)

You're mental, you know that?!

Nah, I'm just not super happy, coach.

They've lost three games in a row.

It's under-10s soccer!

'Soccer'?

(GRUNTS) Ohh!

It's called 'football'!

See, this is the kind of attitude that got you into this mess

in the first place, mate.

I had to pull my son aside

and explain to him that it's not his fault that they keep losing.

I had to tell him that it's YOUR fault.

OK!

My fault!

I'll do better!

They'll win!

(CRIES) Next time they'll win!

Ow!

(MOANS)

(CRIES)

One more thing.

My son is no goalie.

He was born to be a striker.

(QUIETLY) OK.

See you Saturday.

Are you gonna cut me down?

You can't leave me like this!

Hey!

(WHIMPERS)

SONG: # Underneath all my skin and bones

# Somebody take me home

# The lies and electric humming drones

# Somebody take me home

# 'Cause the nights are 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. #

TED: (QUIETLY) Alright.

We've seen enough. Time to go.

AMANDA: This soil's wrong.

The people behind this stuff are on their way here. Thanks to YOU.

Val said that the soil under Julian's fingernails was red.

This stuff's too light.

Even more reason to get the hell out of here.

Come on. Vamanos! Let's go!

(CAR APPROACHES)

Shit. That was quicker than I thought.

You got a part two to this plan of yours?

(CAR DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)

I got your note.

Not very friendly.

Got a peek at your secret garden. Not very legal.

Growing Duboisia is not against the law.

Ask your local nursery.

That's why you're growing yours in the middle of a state forest?

Forget what you've seen here.

None of this has anything to do with Julian.

Uh... This has everything to do with Julian.

Because your mates at the boat shed tossed him off that cliff.

Says who?

Says their tyre treads.

The killer dumped their tyres

to cover their tracks.

And your business partners

have brand-spanking-new tyres

on their ute, don't they?

That's it?

Tyres?

But what's their motive? They wouldn't even know Julian.

How would my brother, patron saint of family values,

even come across men like that?

I'm still working that out.

So, after all this time working this case,

you've got a ute with new tyres.

(SIGHS)

I tell you, Amanda, it doesn't cut it.

You don't cut it.

That's not your call to make.

Amanda.

You're both fired.

We don't answer to you!

No, you answer to Tayla.

Who do you think's been bankrolling her all this time?

(ENGINE STARTS)

I used to think you were something worthy...

..somehow smarter.

But really...

..underneath all those... beautiful tats...

..you're just plain old vanilla, aren't you?

You can't fire us because we quit.

(YELLS) Did you hear me?! We quit! (TYRES SKID)

We fucking quit!

(BANGS LOUDLY)

I didn't see it! How could I have not seen it!

You've got to hand it to Tayla. She was pretty convincing.

I never would have worked for him! Never! Not if I knew!

Of course. I agree.

But we can still work the case.

We don't need him.

Did you not just hear me?!

I'm pretty sure half of Crimson Lake heard you.

Alright?

Hey...

..since when do you let Twist or anybody else tell you what to do?

Look, whoever this Julian was, he deserves justice,

so did Aaron,

and if you're right about these deaths being connected...

I am right!

..then so does Brooke.

So, what?

We work for the victims now?

It's a shame they can't pay us.

We are also living proof of what happens

when you don't get answers.

You want to do that to Raph?

(SCOFFS SOFTLY)

Don't listen to Twist.

Nothing about you is vanilla.

I feel like whatever he saw in me

was taken away when the whole Damford thing came out.

I'm not a victim.

I just needed someone to see that in me, and he did.

Until tonight.

I still see it.

It's been a long night.

I'll see you tomorrow?

(DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYS)

(GEESE HONK)

KELLY: I don't know how you've been living without one of these things.

And then, well, I remember it's you.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

My washing machine

is the quick death roll from the crocs.

(LAUGHS)

I like that.

Should we put that in the travel brochure?

Yeah.

How's my review?

Oh...

Well, I'm not in love with the mouldy cupboards,

but geese are a nice touch.

Shall we say four stars?

(GEESE HONK)

Well, what if I got you a proper dryer? One that plugs in.

I don't know. Why would you bother?

I don't know.

If you were to stay. (CHUCKLES)

God, no.

I thought you were kidding.

Ah, it's a crazy idea.

Oh, Ted, I've got to get back.

Lilly's got to go to school. I...

I mean, I've got to stop sweating. I can't even think in this heat.

What if I came with you, back to Sydney?

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Well, what about this case?

The case is pretty close.

Any day now.

And Amanda?

Ah, she understands.

As much as that's possible.

I think I'm ready.

Kelly.

But only if you are.

I hate to say it, but Twist was right.

New tyres aren't enough.

We can't prove Julian knew anything about that crop

or who was growing it.

Yet.

I don't buy that he was all squeaky clean.

He had no issues bribing the local council.

And he dobbed his own brother into the cops. Who does that?

I want to have a serious talk with Tayla...

..because she's been lying to us the whole time,

and, whether she wanted to be there or not,

she was with Twist at that boatyard.

You know, there's one person

that keeps popping up in all the wrong places.

Colin.

Cops have dismissed him already.

Yeah, but he's the common denominator.

The last three people to see Brooke alive -

Twist, Teagan from the servo and Colin.

The last three people to see Julian alive...

Mario.

Raph.

And Colin.

Who overheard that argument between Julian and Raph at Family Tree.

Mm.

Why the echidna?

Uh... 'Cause he's on the nose.

And don't say it's a coincidence.

Look at Brooke's message.

Look at all the typos.

She's supposed to be sober.

Yeah. So, she fell off the wagon into a river of regret.

Trust me, it happens.

Or maybe she sent it in a hurry.

Panic even.

And she sent it to me -

the person who hates her sorry arse more than anyone else in the world.

And who desperately wanted your forgiveness.

Or she saw something when she was with Colin,

something about our case.

So, this is where you say I have nothing to support my theory.

Where you ignore me completely and go on anyway.

Time line's about right.

Mm. Might fit.

Divide and conquer?

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

Hey, Tayla! You saved me a trip!

Get in!

Come on.

I've got news.

You're going home? Yeah.

Why does it matter who's paying?

We all want the same thing -

to prove Raph innocent and find Julian's killer.

What matters is you've been lying to us the whole damn time

about Twist, about the drugs,

about being up to your eyeballs in all of it.

We found the field, Tayla.

What are you doing?

Julian behind the Duboisia the whole time

or was it him and his brother together?

(SIGHS)

OK, then.

No. Please!

Ted, wait!

Please, don't do this.

Either you start talking or I walk in there

and give the police the biggest drug bust this town's ever seen.

It's not illegal! So everyone keeps saying.

But you know what? People keep dying.

You know they're gonna raze that crop to the ground, right?

I'm guessing that'll cause a few problems.

Just wait! Wait! Just wait! Wait, wait, alright?

It's not Julian or Ezra. It's Mum.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Just, please, don't tell anyone.

Please.

Problem?

False alarm.

(BIRDS SQUAWK)

When we got hit by the fungus, we had to rip out half the trees,

lose tens of thousands of dollars worth.

So, Twist bailed you out with a loan. We know all this.

Yeah, but bananas take forever to recover.

OK? We couldn't just wait it out.

So, Mum took out an alternative.

But we were only selling the leaf, alright?

Everything that happened after that was none of our business.

Sounds like every drug dealer I've ever caught.

So, you grew for Twist?

No, Twist only got involved when he came back.

He wanted his money, and we didn't have it.

So, he took over?

He started processing the Duboisia on site,

which pissed off the people that we sell to.

Which would be Linda and Sharon.

Look, he's ruining everything.

So, how does Julian fit into all this?

He doesn't.

Sharon and Linda sell to Khalid, some guy from the city.

This Khalid - any reason why he'd want to bump off Julian?

I doubt he even knew he existed.

If there's a connection, Ted, I don't know about it.

Let's get you home.

(KNOCKS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)

(DOOR OPENS)

COLIN: What the fuck?

(DOOR SLAMS)

What are you doing in my room?

You know what I'm doing here.

I'm looking for what freaked Brooke out the other night.

(SCOFFS SOFTLY)

Nothing freaked her out.

I was pissed. She changed her mind.

Yeah, I have a text message that says otherwise.

When she left here she was fine.

You can ask the police.

When I call them. You're not calling the cops.

(CHORTLES) Oh, are you sure about that?

If you believe I harmed Brooke...

..you're taking a huge risk breaking in here.

I mean...

..who knows what I might do?

You could be in deep shit.

Deeper than you can handle.

I'm not Brooke.

Get out.

Hey...

..I get it.

You feel bad about the way you treated her when she died.

But if she sent you a text message...

..it had nothing to do with me.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)

You know that look I'm talking about,

right before someone goes to shiv you?

He had that just for a moment.

You're absolutely sure?

Definitely crossed his mind.

Right.

And it wasn't just the knife. He had an answer for everything.

Well...reporters are trained to be quick on their feet, you know.

And one thing's for sure -

that charm offensive, it slipped.

Just for a second, but it did.

He was nervous. He's hiding something.

Yeah. OK. Good. We'll look at him harder.

But for now could you, please, sit down?

You're giving me motion sickness.

How'd YOU go?

Ah.

Tayla.

You know, I think she was honest for the first time since we met her.

Told me who's behind the Duboisia plantation.

Yeah, we know. Twist.

Nope.

Not even close.

We're out of options.

We have to leave.

We can't just leave, Mum.

The PIs found our field.

It's only a matter of time before the cops work it out too.

What are we gonna do for money?

Debbie can try and contest Dad's will all she likes,

I'll still get an inheritance.

We just have to survive until then.

And the farm?

Bananas won't be much use to us when we're in jail.

Or worse.

What do you mean by that?

If your uncle keeps poking the bear...

..stirring up more shit,

who knows what that Khalid guy might do?

So, what, we just run, leave everything behind?

Hey...

..we'll manage.

Start from scratch.

But you love this place.

We love this place.

So, we're leaving?

Tomorrow night.

Give me some time to work up to it.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Hm.

Any chance of a cuppa?

Ah...

Haven't seen you at Family tree lately, Raph.

You've been busy.

For someone that says he doesn't wanna have

anything to do with the drug trade

sure spends a lot of time with people who are.

I'm starting to think it's not the Duboisia

you've got an issue with.

And I'm starting to think maybe Dad was right about you all along.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

You can't be back here.

No-one's here.

I take it you don't have any new leads on Julian's murder

if you're looking at...

..red soil deposits from Far North Queensland.

This might help.

DNA belonging to Colin Finch.

Run it and see what comes up.

Jesus Christ. No.

But Brooke and Julian's murder are connected,

so, if Finch killed Brooke... We looked into Finch.

The motel CCTV confirms Brooke left when he said she did.

Then something happened before.

I just know it.

Mm.

I'll write that on the DNA request form, shall I -

"Amanda's gut feeling"?

Can you just try?

There's no point - there could be DNA on there from you, the cleaners,

the motel's bedbugs.

I don't even want to know how you got your hands on it.

You cops do this shit all the time to see if you're on the right track.

What the fuck, Amanda?

You think I'm just gonna run illegally obtained DNA?

Well, that doesn't sound like an apology.

I gave you an alibi, and you bit my head off.

I don't need your help.

Are you gonna run it or not?

(DOOR OPENS) Three times the legal limit,

so, I actually had to impound his horse as the offending vehicle.

You should talk to Sergeant Hench. My case is Julian Norton.

(BIRDS TWITTER)

RONNIE: I just love this time of the day.

Sun's lost its heat.

Sea breeze kicks in.

Everything seems possible.

(INSECTS CHIRP) (BIRDS TWITTER)

Used to be a shed up on that hill when I was a kid.

And you all lived there, three generations,

squished in like sardines. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You've only told me, like, a thousand times, Mum.

Don't be cheeky, girl.

It's how it works.

I'll tell you one last time.

Cooked on an open fire.

Showered from a bucket.

None of this fancy portable shower shit you have nowadays.

And it didn't matter that it took 20 years to build a real home.

We thought we were so lucky, Tay.

Now all of...

Hey...

Now I've blown it.

No, you did what you had to.

I'm sorry.

This should be yours.

Mum, I just want you.

It doesn't matter where we go.

We'll find another bit of land and live in a shed

and wash out of a bucket. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, but it won't be our country.

So, we'll come back.

Yeah. One day.

Yeah.

One day.

(INSECTS CHIRP) (BIRDS TWITTER)

(SENTIMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS)

(SIGHS)

Dinner in five, Lill'. Mm-hm.

Watchu drawing?

Guess.

A crocodile!

Mm-mm.

OK.

A goose.

No? OK.

Oh.

Ted?

Yeah.

Alright. What is it?

A house?

Our new house. When you come home.

I already got a house, peanut.

Better wash your hands!

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYS)

(BIRDS TRILL)

(WATER LAPS)

So we're clear -

I didn't give you an alibi

because I thought you needed rescuing.

Don't tell me it was to save Hench some precious police resources.

(WATER LAPS)

I did it because it's the right thing to do.

What kind of a detective would I be if I let someone, anyone,

remain a suspect for a crime I knew they didn't commit?

Ask the cops that are still harassing Ted.

In jail...

..if someone helps you out, then you owe 'em.

And eventually they collect.

And the only thing worse than having an enemy

is owing a friend.

Explains the lone-wolf act.

But that just sounds so lonely.

It's not an act.

Well...

..you're not in jail anymore.

It's OK to let people in.

Just a little bit.

I don't have your compartments, everything just goes everywhere,

and I need...I...

..I need to be driving this.

Me.

OK.

(TENDER MUSIC PLAYS)

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(DOG BARKS)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm coming!

(DOG BARKS)

Shut up!

(DOG BARKS)

(DOG BARKS)

(BODY THUDS) (ROD CLATTERS)

(DOG BARKS)

(DOG 2 WHINES) (BARKING CONTINUES)

(DOG 2 GROWLS) (BARKING CONTINUES)

(MOANS)

(DOG 2 GROWLS) (BARKING CONTINUES)

(MOANS)

(MOANS) (DOG BARKS)

(DOG 2 GROWLS) (CONTINUES BARKING)

(GRUNTS)

(BARKING CONTINUES) (DOG 2 WHINES)

(GRUNTS)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

You really should take better care of those dogs.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

They're man's best friend, after all.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

It's not right to lock them in a cage, nothing to eat.

(BARKS)

They might...

What's the expression?

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Come back to bite you.

(MUFFLED EXCLAMATION)

I've never really been one to invest in friends.

Not human ones, at least.

But I did have a brother.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Before you killed him.

(MUFFLED EXCLAMATION)

(YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

(YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

(GRUNTS)

He never had much time for me.

Too busy up on the hill with his fancy clients.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

And, as it turned out...

..my son.

(DOG WHINES) (DOG 2 GROWLS)

(DOG BARKS)

That's what you get with family, I suppose.

(UTTERS INDISTINCTLY)

Friends, on the other hand...

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Let's see how yours treat YOU.

(MUFFLED EXCLAMATION)

(CHORTLES) (YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

(GROANS)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

(DOG 2 GROWLS)

(YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

Go eat!

(DOGS BARK)

(MUFFLED EXCLAMATION)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

(MUFFLED EXCLAMATION)

(DOG GROWLS)

(MUFFLED EXCLAMATION) (DOGS SNARL)

Yes, I understand there's a wait list, but...

Three K?

Whatever. Can you just tell me if...

Mate, did you or did you not

sell a puppy that was returned to you from an animal shelter?

No.

Well, if I paid three K for a rat with a bad perm,

I'd want my money back.

They say people's pets reflect their personalities.

Now you're rid of that snake

you should get yourself a Rottweiler.

Which breeder was that?

It's number three.

I'm still waiting for the rest to call back.

Uh... In the meantime, why don't we, uh...

Why don't we follow Colin and see where he goes?

And do what?

Steal more of his hair for a DNA test Sweeney will never authorise.

Well, you got a better idea?

Well, I guess it all comes back to that crop.

You said all along

it's got something to do with Julian's murder.

It has.

Well, everybody else in town denies he had a part of it.

So, either that famous gut of yours is faulty...

Well, it makes sense

that the person with the skills to run a successful retreat

would also have the skills to run a successful drug business.

And keep it a secret too.

Are we talking to Raph?

No more talk.

(BIRDS TWITTER)

Ah!

(BIRDSONG)

Nothing screams kingpin.

Well, we went through Julian's financials.

If he was in on the drug trade, he was smart about it.

Analog all the way.

So, what, we're looking for cash?

Cash. Cut leaf.

What's this drug?

What's it called?

Devil's breath.

What are you doing?

Just because he's dead doesn't give you the right

to be in here without asking.

Oh, now you want us to ask questions.

Here's one.

Your old man know about that field of Duboisia?

Seriously?

Kind of a perfect cover, isn't it?

Do a little good while you do a lot of bad.

Make a lot of cash.

Preaching love and forgiveness while you and Tayla deal on the side.

No. No, that's not what happened.

Getting Debbie to stop developers moving in on the McQuillan place.

Just stop. Alright? That's crazy.

Using Ronnie to grow his crop.

It wasn't his!

You think my dad would've had anything to do with it?

He wasn't a drug lord. He was a prick.

(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS)

He found it on one of his runs up into the state forest.

He saw Tayla checking on the crop,

and he came straight back here

to tell me that my girlfriend was growing drugs.

And was that a surprise?

I knew what Ronnie was doing to stay afloat.

I just didn't realise Tayla was selling on the side

to pay her way out of this shithole.

What happened next?

Dad wanted me to end it.

Stay away from Ronnie.

He said they would end up in jail and take me with them.

Not a great look for his golden boy.

Told him that I loved Tayla,

that Ronnie was like my second mum.

That was a mistake.

He just lost his shit. He, um...

He said that if I didn't dump her, he'd have to do something drastic.

I called him a control freak.

Said I was leaving for good.

He forbade it.

I'm 23 years old.

And my dad forbade me.

(BIRDSONG)

He really was a prick.

He was a parent protecting his kid.

No, he was protecting his business.

So, they fought,

Raph ran off to his cabin,

and Julian...

..went off to do something drastic.

Last seen by Mario, our light-fingered mechanic,

walking into the jungle sporting an orange backpack.

Why would he go on foot?

You still have the Duboisia coordinates for the GPS?

Locked and loaded.

If you could go anywhere in the world, Ronnie,

where would you go?

Not in the mood for small talk, Ezra.

My guess - Fiji.

And yours would be Colombia.

Come on, Ron, give me a bit more credit than that.

But...

..if you WERE planning a trip,

just know my arms are longer than they look.

Sometimes I surprise myself just how far they can reach.

I'm not going anywhere.

But our kids are.

I don't have any kids, Ronnie.

Raph isn't built for this life.

I know you can see that.

And why should Tayla have to pay for my mistakes?

My choices led me here.

I'll stay, see things through.

But you're gonna let them go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SIREN WAILS)

Was, I, uh...

..speeding, Detective?

Nope.

Just an RBT.

Right.

Yeah, I guess people start early around here, huh?

Mm. They do, indeed.

Even so, this mustn't be high on your priorities list, isn't it?

Oh, don't get me started.

Apparently, the region's stretched and everybody has to do their bit.

KPIs or some bullshit. Mm.

Maybe that could be your next article.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Anyway, you know the drill. One long breath.

(AIR HISSES SOFTLY)

Thank you.

(BREATHALYSER BEEPS)

(BREATHALYSER BEEPS)

All good?

All good.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Yes?

Brooke Phelps -

no joy from the sample sent in from under her fingernails?

96.5% human skin.

She drew blood too.

But no match on the database.

Let's see how the lab likes this.

Brooke's not your case.

So, send the file under 'Julia Norton'.

Either Amanda's got into your head about something

or you're actually starting to give a shit

about the people in this town.

Can't it be both?

(INSECTS CHIRP) (KOOKABURRA CALLS)

I don't care how fit Julian was,

there is no way he was running through this.

Can you imagine having a dad like that?

Every day would be, like, spiritual boot camp.

At least he cared.

Oh, yeah?

Bring Lilly out here for some bonding and see if she agrees.

Oh, what, I'm not allowed to mention your daughter now?

No...

Kelly wants to leave.

Thursday.

(BIRDSONG)

So, where does that put you Friday?

I'm gonna see the case through.

If that's what you're asking.

Which one?

So, say your right and the dog thing doesn't turn out to be anything,

it doesn't matter, there'll be other clues.

Hey.

Wherever you are, I'm gonna keep digging.

And you can grumble as much as you want

and put up as many roadblocks as you want,

but guess what -

I owe you.

And it's the one debt I'm happy to carry for as long as it takes.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)

Hello?!

(KNOCKS)

Ted?

Kelly?!

(GEESE HONK)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYS)

OK. He could definitely run THIS.

I bet this path lets out near Family Tree.

Just keeps going.

Doesn't matter.

Julian never made it that far.

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

I guess you could call that an orange backpack, huh?

Gasoline.

A million bucks says that's a leaded fuel from the Jag.

Only one reason somebody would put gas in a spray pack.

He was gonna torch the crop!

Drastic.

Red dirt.

Well, you called it. Second crime scene.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

HENCH: Youse were on a bushwalk?

Fresh air! Can't beat it.

10,000 steps. Got to get him in.

I want a sweep of the area.

Then let's find out where the victim might have been going

and who else comes up here regularly.

You want to fill her in?

And ruin the thrill of the chase?

It's the best mood she's been in in days.

You like this woman?

Or you just like torturing her?

I suppose if growing Duboisia is not illegal...technically...

Got something!

Hey!

Looks like pieces of a broken tail-light.

Oi, Pharrell, back! Behind the tape.

Without us you wouldn't even have a crime scene.

And YOU can thank me later.

Just do what Constable Milbee says.

Looks like Julian got hit crossing that road.

It's strange it's not a headlight.

A new set of tyres might not be enough to nail Sharon and Linda,

but new tyres and a matching tail-light?

(QUIETLY) Something's not right.

Yeah, you hear that?

Exactly.

No dogs. No.

Must have taken them on their job.

Drugs to run, people to barbecue.

Well, if they was smart enough to get rid of the tyres,

they could have changed the light too.

Uh-huh.

See the pattern in the plastic? Contour, even the colour.

Don't say it. Totally different car.

These guys didn't hit Julian.

They still could've chucked him off the cliff.

Well, if they did, then they'd certainly know who hit him.

It's a shame they're not around to ask.

Yeah, 'cause they're sure to tell us

right after they light us up and toss us off the...

..cliff.

You know how you said something wasn't right?

You first.

(FLIES BUZZ)

Oh!

What's that smell?!

Jesus.

(FLIES BUZZ)

Is that...

Stay back.

Oh, God.

You... You don't need...

The dogs did this?

They had help.

Looks like Linda made it out alive.

Who'd do this?

(CAR APPROACHES)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

This wasn't us.

See, and I was up at 3:00 this morning,

a bit early,

but it was Arsenal - Man U, so, I couldn't miss that, right?

(CHUCKLES)

Scrappy match. Cagey. Nothing but defence.

Nil-all until the last 10 minutes,

then - bam! -

own goal.

Total fuckin' disaster, mate.

The man who decided to mess with my suppliers...

..own goal.

Oh, no need to involve the police, right?

'Cause that'd be an own goal too.

(CHUCKLES)

Catch yas later.

(DOOR SCREECHES)

We need to come up with a plan.

I have a plan. Just drive.

Amanda.

I did this.

That guy in there - I ran my fucking mouth and he paid for it.

And, so, what,

you're gonna hunt Twist down and put one between his eyes?

I'm pretty sure his associates are gonna do that for you,

so, hand it over.

Look...

..there's no way we could have known

what Twist was gonna do with that information.

No, but we should've!

We knew he had beef with his brother,

but he still cared enough to want to know who killed him.

And he you didn't want to bring the killer in,

he wanted revenge!

Yeah, so, what? He played us.

What are you gonna do? You're gonna be a sore loser?

You're gonna go back to jail?

Or are you gonna focus on what actually matters right now?

Because Khalid, once he finishes up in there,

he's gonna go looking for Twist.

And when he can't find him

he's gonna settle for somebody Twist cares about.

And who do you think that's gonna be?

Yeah.

Now give me back my goddamn gun.

(SPIRITED MUSIC PLAYS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

Try Ronnie. I have.

Try Tayla. I have!

Raph, I'm not playing! Call us back!

Mum? (PHONE RINGS)

Mum?

(PHONE RINGS)

Look, I can't talk right now.

Tayla, is Raph with you?

No, he was supposed to be here ages ago.

Do you know where he is? What happened?

Tayla, do you know where he is?

No. He's meant to be leaving with Mum and I tonight,

but...but you can't tell Ezra.

OK, listen to me.

If you see him, you get him to call us back, you hear?

What is going on?

I think they're gonna do a runner on Twist.

Goddamnit!

(PHONE BUZZES)

(SPIRITED MUSIC PLAYS)

(TYRES SKID)

I'll take Family Tree, Julian's grave and the Duboisia field.

I'll check everywhere in town.

You tear the place apart if you have to!

(CAR APPROACHES)

(TYRES SKID)

Hey, kid!

You want to try answering your damn phone?

Whatever it is, it doesn't matter. Alright? I'm leaving Crimson Lake.

Right now I need to keep you safe.

Get in. I'll explain on the way.

No, I'm done doing what other people want.

Goddamnit, Raph! I'm not fucking around!

(PHONE RINGS)

Thanks for calling me back.

(ON VIDEOCALL) Are you involved with the scoundrel who hurt my baby?

Because, let me tell you,

if he wants another one now,

I'd sooner cut off my legs.

I just want to confirm -

you had a puppy returned to you through a shelter?

Not ANY pup. THIS one.

Ruby still walks with a limp

because of him!

Three days was all he had her.

Then he dumped my baby with a broken leg.

What kind of animal does that?

You really don't want to know.

I just need to check - this was June of that year, right?

I'll never forget it.

When the shelter called me,

I nearly died of shock.

Do you remember his name?

What he looked like? Anything about him?

Stuart Smith.

Tall. Smooth talker.

He promised she would be in good hands.

I called him after I got Ruby back to give him a piece of my mind.

But the coward had blocked my number.

Wait, do you still have his number?

Yes.

'Cause I sent it to every breeder I know to blacklist him.

If you're not working for Stuart... (PHONE CHIMES)

..what's your interest?

Would you be in the...

(PHONE LINE RINGS)

(ON PHONE) Colin Finch.

Hello?

(PHONE LINE BEEPS)

(PHONE LINE RINGS)

(PHONE RINGS)

It's OK, I got him.

Right. Raph.

Listen, Ted, you're never gonna believe this.

He's been under our noses this whole time.

The hell are you talking about?

(METAL CRUNCHES, GLASS SMASHES)

(LINE BEEPS)

Ted?

Ted!

(GROANS WEAKLY) (CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(GROANS)

(WEAKLY) No.

(CAR WHOOSHES) (BODY THUDS)

Agh!

(SIRENS WAIL)

(GRUNTS)

HENCH: We have a warrant to search the house.

Colin - the fucking journo!

He's the guy. He's the one who attacked Claire.

Colin Finch! Finch!

Finch, stop! Police!

I want to hire you and the hat. Direct this time. No more games.

Please, please, please. No.

Down!

(GUNSHOT)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)

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