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Hi.

Oh. Oh!

- What? - Oh, morning to you, too.

You remember the storm we had a few weeks back.

Cut half the power in Auckland. Flooded the streets.

Oh, yeah. A guy was killed by lightning in his own backyard.

- Yeah, it's the one. - Alright.

Richie Garth. Childcare worker.

Nanny, actually, a Manny.

For some reason, Richie went out into the storm.

Bam! Struck by lightning.

Yeah, that's the coroner's conclusion.

So what are you gonna do? Arrest God.

Hilarious.

He was found the next morning by Chase,

the kid he looks after.

Chase called 1-1-1 and then he called his folks.

They spent the night at a five-star hotel

celebrating the mum's birthday.

Shaan and Toby Dunlee.

When we attended, Shaan was more concerned a man had died

in her landscape garden than, in fact, the man had died.

Do you know the chances of getting struck

by lightning in your lifetime?

More than getting eaten by a shark.

Less than you admitting you're wrong.

Well, I'm not wrong. And it's one in 500,000.

Alright. Anyone on your radar?

Richie worked for a few families

at Roderick Junior School.

The parents we talked to were pretty keen

to gossip and ran each other down.

I don't know. Still seems like poor old Richie beat the odds.

Well, then you should check out his shoes.

White sneakers, mint condition.

Despite the fact that he has exit burns on his feet.

- Uh-huh. - Why didn't you lead with this?

Someone put the shoes on, Richie, after he died.

No idea why.

Well, I think God is off the hook.

So Richie Garth.

Family in Christchurch. Loads of friends up here,

most of whom work for families at the Rodrick Junior School.

No girlfriend or boyfriend to speak of.

Wow. The IT department this school has.

I wanna go there myself.

Ooh. One second thought.

I'm intimidated just looking at these ten-year-olds.

Well. Click there. Friends of Rodrick Junior school.

President of FORJS.

Shaan Dunlee welcomes you to join and support our school.

Mm-hmm. That's Richie's employer.

Had him replaced with another nanny

before he was even in the ground.

What are you looking for? Fleas?

Uh, hush your mouth. My cat does not have fleas.

Oh, 3 o'clock. Alright, I'll catch you later.

I wanna see this alpha mother in it's natural habitat.

You're gonna hang around a primary school,

expect some strange looks.

You say that like I don't have a plan, Madison.

Hi, Beth.

I've always wanted to go back to school.

Yeah?

Wow, would you look at that?

Parents on one side and Nannies on the other.

Okay, so one question.

If I'm going undercover, won't I need a kid?

Aunty Alexa.

Olive Crowe! What are you doing here?

Now, this Beth. This is my very smart-alec niece, Olive Crowe.

Oh! Hi.

- Alexa. - Yeah?

Did you make your niece enroll so that we could go undercover?

No, I recognized the name of the school

the second that Harry said it.

Olive. Well, today is your lucky day mate.

Come on. Show me around.

Come on. Go with the strange lady. Go.

Classroom's this way.

All I'm saying is giving out just one prize.

That's not fair.

There literally can only be one first place Gilda.

And then the same kid wins every time, Shaan.

The others get upset. Let's just give every kid a medal.

Then where is the incentive?

If there's no winner, then there is no point.

Oh. Too right.

I mean, this giving kids prizes

for getting up in the morning is bonkers.

Thank you. Whoever you are.

Oh. Alexa Crowe. Aunty of Olive Crowe.

Oh, we don't get to see much of Olive's mum,

Kim, which is a shame.

- Yeah. - And then her father.

My brother. Will.

Well, it is lovely that she has you.

Thank you.

Hey, um, are the friends of Roderick Junior School

going to do anything for Richie Garth?

How do you mean?

You know. A fundraiser or a memorial.

I hear he was a big part of school life.

He-he nannied for several families.

Yeah, but we're not in the habit of-of dwelling on things.

- So. Excuse me. - Oh, fair enough. Okay.

Really, it's a nice idea.

She's just upset. She didn't think of it.

- Thanks. - I'm Gilda, by the way.

I've not seen you around.

I'm Beth, just started with little Olive's family.

Well, I'm Parker. I'm with the Dunlee's.

Um did you know um, Richie?

Uh, he was a friend of a friend.

So sad what happened to him.

Yeah, he was amazing.

Big shoes to fill.

I replaced him. The Dunlee's.

Oh, and did they love him?

Everyone loved him.

Every family, every kid wanted Richie the Manny.

Surely he had some enemies.

I mean, we're all the villain in someone's story, right?

I love that. I don't know. Gilda, maybe?

Gilda wasn't the biggest Richie fan.

Gilda?

You will hear her coming before you see her. She is something.

But what would have Gilda had against Richie?

- Ow! - Chase. Are you alright, buddy?

I'll catch you around, eh?

Okay. Bye.

Hello again. Olive Crowes, Aunt.

Hi, Shaan. I believe this belongs to you.

Oh, my gosh.

I found it on the ground outside the school.

Thank you, Alexa.

Uh, would you like to come in for a vino.

A sparkling water would be nice.

Come on in.

Uh, my husband, Toby.

This is Alexa Crowe. Little Olive Crow's aunt.

- Oh right. Oh, gidday. Alexa. - Hi.

Please excuse the mess, I'm designing a flyer

for the degustation fundraiser.

In fact, how would you like to sponsor a food truck?

Actually, I'd like to ask you a couple of questions

about Richie Garth.

Oh, and why is that?

I'm a consultant, so I'm just

ticking a few final boxes for the police.

Well, what more do they need to know. It's bloody traumatic.

It's fine, Toby.

I knew that turning 40 was gonna be horrific,

but I didn't know it would be

as if my entire birthday was cursed.

Well, that doesn't sound good.

So we had booked this gorgeous lunch on Waiheke,

but there was the storm, and all of the ferries were cancelled.

I mean, we saw that one coming.

They've been talking about the storm for days on the news.

So I booked a cocktail thing at the Densham.

So the next thing, we were having breakfast in bed

in the penthouse suite.

And then we got a call from Chase.

Yeah, poor kid had woken up

and found Richie lying out in the rain.

Actually, do you mind

if I take a look at the spot where Richie was found?

So, it's just, um... It's just here. Yeah.

Right. What was Richie like?

Uh, yeah, he was a really good bloke. He's great with Chase.

Yeah.

And having a male nanny in the house.

People didn't give you, you know a bit of trouble about that.

Some of the other dads, yeah.

But, I don't know, it says more about them, I reckon.

Yeah.

Oh!

You alright there?

Yes, this must be lovely on a wintery night.

Yeah. Good for the old back after a long day at work.

Uh Tobes, it's time to go.

We have a networking evening.

Don't you roll your eyes. It's important.

Well, thank you so much for showing me around.

Yeah, anything to move on.

Still waiting for my life to begin at 40.

Hey, Shaan and Toby Dunlee have got a doorbell cam.

Can you get the footage of that?

Yeah, those things send footage straight

to a connected phone app. Easy to intercept.

So consider it done.

Madison, you're a bloody genius.

What are these?

Wanted for home invasion, assault, theft.

He's been falsely accused.

This cat is entering our home, attacking our cat

and stealing our socks and underwear.

That is absolute fiction.

I've examined him and there is no evidence of a fight.

I did find that random sock in my washing pile the other day.

Well, every home has random socks, Madison.

Oh, good here's Harry.

Kia ora, as requested

the clothes Richie was wearing the night of.

Don't take them out of the bag, they can't be contaminated.

Oh, really?

I was gonna put them on and wriggle around in them.

Alright. Alright.

Okay.

Any, um. Any undies in here?

You're holding them.

These, my friend, are not undies.

No, they're not. They're bathers.

Or as we call them here in Aotearoa, togs.

Now, Madison, do you ever wear togs as undies.

- Hmm. Only if I'm at the beach. - Harry?

If I get behind in the washing.

Oh!

Now, listen, the fact is most lightning victims

are thrown a few feet by the jolt.

They don't just crumple where they're standing.

But Richie was bang smack in the middle of the garden.

So what was he doing? Where was he when the lightning struck?

Looking at something on the fence?

No, I paced it out. There was nothing there.

Yeah, so far, so tenuous.

We already know that it was weird he was wearing

these when he was found.

Given that they're not all melted to hell.

Yeah, like the victim's feet.

Someone put Richie's shoes on him. We've established that.

More. Someone put all of Richie's clothes back on.

Because what was he wearing when he was found?

His bathers.

This wasn't a lightning strike. This was death by hot tub.

Can I help you?

Oh. You're home.

Uh, not for long. I'm about to head back to work.

Super, I just wanna ask you

a couple of questions about the hot tub.

Yeah sure. Come on in.

Okay. So was it running the night of the big storm?

Uh, it hasn't worked for a while, actually.

Oh, really?

I'd like to get someone to look at that. An electrician.

Why? What's-what's my hot tub got to do with anything?

Did Richie hot tub often?

How would I know? I'm hardly ever here.

So the night he died, you and Shaan

were at the Densham Hotel and you partied in the cocktail bar.

And then about midnight, you retired to the penthouse suite

and you stayed there all night, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, no, actually, I, um... I did duck out to the hotel gym.

Just a quick blat on the treadmill.

After a night of drinking?

Well, I didn't drink that much. It's a five star hotel.

Got to make the most of the facilities.

Right. So do you need your room key to get in the hotel gym?

Yeah, of course.

Why are you..?

Do you think I came back here and did something to Richie?

Somebody did.

I thought it was a lightning strike.

While you were in the gym, your wife was in the room, right?

Shaan. Of course she was.

Oh, come on, you can't be suggesting

that my wife hurt anybody or-or...

I'm just trying to keep an open mind, Toby.

Well, keep an open mind of this, Gilda Garrison.

If anybody had it in for Richie, she did.

Why do you say that?

He used to work for her

but Shaan made him an offer he couldn't refuse.

Ah, Shaan poached him.

Let's put it this way.

If Gilda were a nicer person, she could hold on to her staff.

Parker added me to the Nanny's WhatsApp group chat

and that is where all the gossip is.

How much of that gossip is about Gilda Garrison?

Well, chats from the night of

were the first thing I looked at.

There was a sweepstake about who would be home latest

from Shawn's 40th and it was Gilda.

Parker was still babysitting till 3 a.m.

How come Gilda's name just keeps on coming up?

Someone gonna take me to school?

- Hey, Beth. Get on it. - Oh! Sorry.

If you wanna be poached, you've got to be exceptional.

Wait, I wanna be poached?

Sure. We need someone to get closer to Gilda Garrison.

She hated Richie. Question is how much?

Spit spot. Go.

Oh, Beth you're the best nanny in the whole world?

Oh, stop it. But, hey, what do you want for dinner tonight?

Oh, another three course meal for the whole family?

- Again? Yeah. - Yeah.

Mwah, come. Yeah. Have a good day. Okay?

Okay.

- Yoo-hoo. Hi. - Hi.

Hi. I'm Gilda. What was your name?

Hi, I'm Beth. Nice to meet you.

Whatever Kim Hutchley is paying you, I'll double it.

You don't wanna work for them.

Kim's a gold digger, and that

little stepchild doesn't really fit in here.

Oh.

Oh. Morning, Ros. Justine.

Why don't you come by my place for interview this afternoon?

4 o'clock. Don't be late.

Lack of punctuality is a deal breaker for me.

The woman is a bulldozer in heels.

Super. Check this out.

"A hot tub can be lethal if there's no ground fault

"circuit interrupter or if the breaker isn't right

for the wiring used."

So somebody would just have to swap out the breaker.

And that somebody would need to have electrical knowledge.

Right?

Find out if Gilda has any work like that in her background

or she has a link to anybody who does.

Copy that.

I'm not used to making after school snacks.

Rice is good for a couple of days. Yes?

- They can have that. - Oh, no, no, no.

You don't wanna give your kids two day old rice.

You're hired.

Seriously, you can see why I need you.

Um, because you and your husband both work?

No, he's long gone.

He and the bitch who did his books.

Did him behind the desk more like.

What kind of business was he in?

Electrician. I know what you're thinking.

What was a woman like Gilda doing with a trady?

He was the company director when I met him. He wasn't hands on.

But you never worked with him yourself before the woman who...

God. No, no, I was a flight attendant.

Oh.

Anyway, I'm desperate for a nanny.

What happened to your last one?

Parker?

Not the brightest spoon in the dishwasher.

Shaan stole her from me.

Oh, that's terrible.

Oh, Shaan Dunlee has form. Would you like to meet the boys now?

Oh, no, I won't.

Jonty! Pablo!

Probably on their video games.

Um. The thing is, is that I'm not

actually a qualified professional.

Are you okay?

Look, I'm not going to hire anyone without a... trial,

so let's do that now.

Oh, wait. No, you can't. You can't leave me here.

Alexa, what are you doing here?

Just checking out some breakers and some GCFI's.

That's sparkie talk for something.

- Right. - What about you?

Shaan Dunlee called.

She wants to revise her official statement.

Really? Why?

Because she thinks she's being investigated for Richie's death.

I'm assuming you've been as subtle as always.

Yeah.

Shaan. Hi. Detective Henare. We met when...

I know who you are, Detective.

I didn't know that you'd be bringing her.

Oh, well, to be fair, he didn't.

This woman is casting aspersions on my family, on me.

I'm just asking questions, Shaan.

I don't want her here.

Alright. Okay. I'll come back later.

- No, you won't. - Laters.

Why is this happening to me?

Hi.

She left me here. Gilda bailed and left me here babysitting

Gilda got a text message. She freaked out and then ran.

What was in the text message?

Well, she didn't really wanna show me.

She was too busy sprinting for the door.

Alexa.

Hang on a sec.

You really tried to kill me!

Are you okay?

Hey. Beth said Gilda is still at the police station.

Yeah, she says that she was aiming for Shaan.

Well, she wasn't trying to kill her.

She just wanted to make a dramatic entrance.

- Well, she did that alright. - Hmm.

Is Harry gonna be okay, Alexa?

Hey, did Beth say what that text was to Gilda?

Had to be something to do with Shaan, right?

Alexa. Let's, let's go inside.

Find a nurse, find out what's happening.

Okay, you do that. I got some stuff to do.

What stuff, Alexa?

I've been looking at the door cam footage, alright.

Get this at 4 p.m., Gilda knocks on Ritchie's door.

He lets her and she's carrying this

big basket of flowers or something.

Twenty minutes later, she leaves.

Look Alexa, we can look at this after.

But, but, but...

At half past midnight. The storm is in full force.

And then here comes somebody wearing a raincoat.

Okay. You cannot see their face, but wait for it.

Knock, knock, knock. Nobody answers.

'Cause Richie's already dead.

Alexa, we are not doing this now.

We are taking a break and we're checking on our friend.

Well, he doesn't need us both to do that, does he?

So I'm gonna go home and I'm gonna chuck

this footage up on the big screen.

I'm gonna try to get a better image

of whoever's inside that raincoat.

I've been charged with dangerous driving.

I didn't try to hurt that detective.

I didn't mean to hurt anyone. Not even Shaan.

What did that text say, Gilda?

The one that made you so angry that you drove at my friend?

Someone sent me a screenshot, a text Shaan had sent everyone

saying that I killed Richie.

Now, why would Shaan say a thing like that?

I'm not a natural mother.

It doesn't come easy to me.

And Richie was so, so good to my children.

And he helped us get through after my husband left.

And then Shaan took him from me.

She didn't need him like I did.

And then to hear that she was saying those things, I just...

I wanted to tell her what I thought of her. That is all.

Gilda.

On the night he died, Parker said that she was babysitting

in your place till 3 a.m. while you were at the 40th.

But according to Shaan, you weren't there.

Oh, but I was.

It's just that nobody saw me.

Alright. Okay. Walk me through your movements.

You went over to the Dunlee's house about four that afternoon.

To surprise Shaan.

Rose petals on her bed.

I knew that she was upset about turning 40,

so I thought a little bit of romance

to come home to after Waiheke with Toby?

Then I heard that they didn't go to lunch.

Richie said that Toby had taken her to the Densham Hotel.

And so?

I went home for a bit.

Then I thought I'd drop by the hotel and-and surprise them

with a bottle of champagne.

But when I arrived, I saw that it wasn't just the two of them.

I was the only one not invited.

The 13th fairy.

She was so angry that the King and Queen

didn't invite her to the party for the princess,

that she decided to punish them

by putting the princess to sleep for 100 years.

I picked up a bottle of Chardonnay.

I told Parker she could have the rest of the night off.

And then I sat by myself and drank a lot.

So why did she say she was babysitting till three?

Well, the wine didn't even touch the side.

So when I heard her in the kitchen, I told her

I was going back to the party.

And where did you go?

A bar.

And then a three star hotel.

Okay. That's 2 a.m. Now, can you fast forward it?

Oh, well, that eliminates Gilda.

But somebody went to the Dunlee's house that night.

Alexa... are you going to see Harry at all?

Look, go through that doorbell footage again, okay?

Make sure there's nothing we missed.

Shoot!

- Sorry to disturb. - Uh, Alexa, right?

- Olive's aunt? Everyone's out. - Mm-hmm.

And I can't stop because it's due tomorrow.

Oh, they left you to do the school project.

Look, I'm-I'm not sure that you should be here

when Shaan and Toby are out.

It's fine. This won't take long.

Just came to ask you a question, actually.

How often did you and Richie hot tub together?

You know, it hasn't worked since the night of the storm.

But this places you in it.

Before you worked here. Before Richie died.

It's just a casual thing.

Just a booty call thing, wasn't serious or anything.

Is that right? So you just pop over to take a dip

with Richie in his boss is hot tub from time to time.

Richie said Shaan always told him to help himself.

And yes, it's a perk of the job.

Alright. Now think carefully.

Did you come here the night of the storm?

The night Richie died?

No.

The doorbell cam says otherwise, Parker.

And I know that Gilda let you go.

What happened?

Okay. Gilda got home early.

And she was hitting the bottle

and thumping around, talking to herself.

So I decided to get out of there for a bit and go and see Richie.

But he didn't answer the door

and I knew he was there because he was looking after Chase.

So I went through the side gate.

And then what happened?

And then I saw him lying there.

And he wasn't breathing.

You didn't call an ambulance. You didn't call the police.

No and I, and I hate myself for it, okay.

But, I mean...

he was already...

He was dead.

There was nothing that I could do.

So you just left him there?

I was scared.

Scared of what? If you didn't do anything to Richie...

My working visa is up.

And I thought that if I had to talk to the police

that they would kick me out of the country

and send me home and I can't go home.

"A horror homestead in Carling ford County Louth

"burned to the ground on Tuesday afternoon.

"Home to the wealthy O'Hora family for over six generations,

"the homestead was destroyed, devastating the family.

"The fire department reports a hair iron

"had been left on by a staff member of the O'Hora family.

"Neighbors say the staff member was an au pair

"who was on an outing with the children

when the fire occurred."

Nice one, Parker.

I mean, what if Richie found out about

Parker's fake CV and she wanted to shut him up?

Well, you think a girl who can't even operate a hair iron

knows how to tamper with the electronics of a hot tub?

True, she can whip together a pretty mean

papier mâché mask, though.

Oh, hi, Miss Norris.

I'm Olive Crowe's aunty. She's in your class.

Hi.

Yeah, I was just looking to see if her name was on

any of these trophies,

but I guess she hasn't been here long enough, right?

You know, Chase Dunlee's name is on a lot of these prizes.

It doesn't seem fair, really, does it,

considering his nanny does all the work.

Come on, Miss Norris.

You feel exactly the same as I do about it.

It's absolute crap.

How come no one's ever said anything?

Nobody wanted to upset Shaan.

But somebody did.

Richie, right?

Gidday, Alexa.

- They let you out? - They did.

So I thought I'd come and see how the case was going.

I mean, it must be keeping you really busy.

Too busy to come and see how anyone is.

Oh, come on. A couple of broken ribs,

a superficial head laceration. I've been keeping up.

So what happened?

Forget your training to you know, stay alert.

I was paying attention.

That's how I knew the car was coming for Shaan

and you know, saved her life.

Some people call that heroic.

Yeah, some people would call that attention seeking.

Gilda send him a room full of apology flowers

and asked how much of a donation to the police

would make the dangerous driving charges go away.

Ugh. Some people, I think they can

throw money at every problem.

Shaan also sent him flowers.

Thank you for saving my life ones.

- She did. - Oh, my.

Ain't she sweet.

You know, her child is the captain of the rugby team,

but he can hardly catch a ball.

She pays for him to be best at everything.

And you know who had a problem with that?

- Richie? - Richie.

Because before Parker, he was the one

who helped the kid do all the homework.

So when Chase kept coming first at everything,

Richie knows it's wrong.

He goes to Miss Norris, the teacher.

She goes to the principal, and the whole thing is shut down.

- Nothing happens. - So you got nothing to go on.

Hmm, unless Madison can get into the Dunlee's finances,

find out how much and when they're donating.

Link it to prizes, sports awards, that kind of thing.

- Sure thing. - Hang on.

So you've circled back to Shaan.

Well, the lady's got a motive.

I just don't know how somebody as small

as she is could move a body in the rain.

Wheelbarrow.

Oh, you're kidding.

Nah, I don't joke anymore. Laughing hurts my ribs.

Thought I might see you at the gate at school pick up.

No, I avoid the area now that I'm a bit of a pariah.

- Pariah? Will Crowe. - Hmm.

Thought those yummy mummies would be all over you.

Well, they were till school quiz night.

I invited you to come actually. Left a message on your phone.

You would have been great. All of that useless trivia you know.

Yes, I would.

It's a shame you didn't get the message.

Oh, I got the message.

Oh, you don't wanna come.

Well, neither did I.

But all the mummies insisted.

There was even a bit of biffo about whose team I'd be in.

You always were the most popular kid in school.

Just not anymore. What did you do?

Did you lose the bonus round? Did you steal the prize money?

No, it wasn't a prize money. It was a fundraiser.

I didn't steal anything except maybe Miss Norris's heart.

- Wait? Miss Norris? The teacher. - Yeah.

The one that wouldn't say boo to a mouse.

Yeah. It's always the quiet ones. Eh?

Oh, eww, Will.

Well in my defense she agreed

it wasn't supposed to lead anywhere.

Just a little bit of slap and tickle after school quiz night.

But your daughter's teacher.

Anyway, she got a bit attached.

A few tears in the staffroom.

Well, the mum's turned on me.

- Well, that'll learn you. - Yeah, they banded together.

It was brutal. Merciless.

Thanks, mate.

Turns out the PTA mums move in a pack.

Yeah, they do, don't they?

Yeah. So anyway. School gates, a bit of a no go for me.

Ladies, we just need the furniture closer together.

Okay, we want it to be cozy.

Have you come to help us set up

for the platter and natter evening?

Oh, gosh, no.

But you don't seem to need my help.

You've got a whole gaggle of acolytes

ready to do what you want.

So you're just here to ask more silly questions?

Yes. Yeah.

First prize for you, Shaan Dunlee

which is kind of amazing, because usually it's your boy

who wins all the prizes.

He's a very hard worker. Yes.

His father and I encourage that.

You want the best for your son.

But how far would you go to get it?

That's my question.

I've got 40 ticket holders about to arrive

any minute, so if you wouldn't mind.

Richie didn't approve of helping your son cheat.

He told you that.

Have you never helped a child with their homework?

There's a difference between helping them

and doing it for them.

And as for keeping the donations flowing

so that the school would turn a blind eye.

Now, you know it, Richie knew it.

But what about that pack of lapdog mums over there?

Social death.

Okay. You need to back off or you'll regret it.

School bullies never scared me, Shaan.

Hmm. Well, that sounds like a challenge.

Hey, did you get through Shaan's financials?

She has her own account. She makes regular donations, yes.

- She pays for sports equipment. - Uh-huh.

A new sound system for the gym last year.

- Oi, Shaan just fired me. - Wait a sec.

She said it was about a missing sculpture,

but I didn't steal anything.

Did you tell her anything I said?

I'll call you back, alright?

No, nothing.

One minute, I'm the best nanny since Richie.

And the next, I'm gone.

Olive, where are you?

Should I ask or do you want Aunty to mind her own business?

Chase said he's not allowed to play with me anymore

'cause my dad's a criminal.

Well, your dad is a criminal. Was.

He said his mum was going to call the police

because I was scamming people

with my fake chocolate fundraiser.

That was a fake?

I used my lunch money to buy a box

and then double the price and sold them.

Wow.

Chase is being so mean and everyone takes his side.

They all hate me.

Well, hmm... you know, I could go out there

and menace a few 10 year olds,

which I'm totally prepared to do.

Or you could come out there and turn around

and try to come out on top.

I just... I don't know if I can.

Of course you can. You're a Crowe, ga ga.

She fires Parker and starts a campaign against a ten-year-old.

I still cannot deal with that.

And for what?

To prove a point?

What else is Shaan Dunlee capable of huh?

She's mean to Olive again. I'm worried what I'll be capable of.

Well, she never grew out of mean girl mode.

Alexa, you know how I mentioned Shaan's personal bank account?

Mm. Oh, the one where the outrageously

generous donations come from?

Well, Toby keeps it topped up

with a regular transfer from his account.

But I just checked that, and it's in the red.

Look, he's got maxed out credit cards

and seems to just be moving money from account to account.

Well, where does his income go?

That's the thing. I can't find any income.

See you tonight.

Thank you so much.

Yeah. Hello.

Hey, I've got the access info

from the Densham Hotel the night of.

I'm here right now.

So Toby's room card was used to enter just before 11.

Really?

So Toby was at the gym, like he said.

We're back to the drawing board.

Nope. I think I know exactly what happened.

Gidday, Toby.

Geez where did you come from?

Just taking some time out.

- Timeout's good. - Yeah.

Of course, 18 months of time out is a bit over the top, isn't it?

What was it, Toby?

Redundancy? Cost cutting?

Management were top heavy.

Why keep me when they could hire a 25 year old

for a quarter of the salary, right.

Right.

You won't tell my wife, will you?

About pretending to go to work for a year and a half?

Or about killing Richie?

You still on about that?

It was lightning. The idiot went out in the storm.

Alright. Yeah. That's your story.

You wanna hear my version?

It starts with a man who lost his job

but didn't wanna tell anyone about it.

You must be on a first name basis with these ducks by now.

I've been taking meetings, applying for positions.

Something will come along.

Yeah, the bills will come along.

I mean, your wife, she sure can spread it around, eh?

It's donations. She's generous, alright.

Fine. Donations, bribes.

Something had to give. And that something was Richie's wages.

He was expensive. So you stopped paying.

He came to you and he asked about it politely.

And you kept fudging. Lying.

So after a couple of weeks

Richie went to find you at work.

And that's how he learned your secret.

And now your Mannie's got you over a barrel.

Then you promise him that you'll find the wages.

But of course, it's not about the money for Richie, is it?

He wants you to tell your wife the truth.

He feels like she deserves the truth.

I mean he's only trying to help but...

God, that made you angry.

You had to watch this moralistic upstart

raising your kid, cooking for your wife,

drinking your beer, relaxing in your hot tub...

and you wished he'd drown in the bloody thing.

And then you came up with a bright idea.

I didn't have a problem with Richie.

Other blokes might. I'm more secure than that.

Real secure.

You couldn't even tell your wife that you'd lost your job.

But Richie was going to if you wouldn't.

And when you heard that there was a massive electrical storm

coming that night, you thought it was a literal gift from God.

You and Shaan went to the hotel for the night.

You knew that Richie would have his usual soak in the spa

once Chase was asleep.

So you wired the spa to electrocute him

the moment he turned it on.

You and Shaan were at the hotel when he died.

You waited until it was late enough.

Slipped home, and there he was.

Now, you just had to put his clothes back on.

Drag him away from the pool. And everyone would blame God.

I was at the Densham Hotel with my wife. All night.

Except for when you were in the gym.

Yep. Smashed out 5k on the treadmill.

You definitely went past the gym door,

waved your hotel card at it so that

it would register that you'd been there.

But you didn't go in.

If you had, you would know that the gym was

under a meter of water.

It was a huge flood from the storm.

In fact, they still haven't quite finished the repairs.

And yet there you were on a treadmill in the floodwater.

That's a bit dangerous.

Do you know how hard it is to have to pay someone...

to be a dad to your own kid?

Even now, Chase isn't interested in me.

You set it up so that Chase would find

Richie's body in the morning.

No!

You left your own son sleeping alone in a house

while his caregiver was dead in the garden.

I didn't mean for that to happen.

Richie usually brought Parker over when we were out,

and I thought she'd find him.

I thought I was gonna lose everything.

Do you know what that's like!?

Back at work so soon, Harry.

Like you'd be any different.

Hey, did you forget something?

I very much doubt it.

Did you forget to say something to me?

Harry, I am glad you're okay. And you really scared me.

Oh, thanks.

Well, I mean, "You're right, Harry.

It wasn't lightning, Harry," but I'll take the other thing.

- Faster. Faster. - Faster!

- Guess what? - What?

- I got a prize at school. - What for?

Service and entrepreneurship.

My chocolate fundraiser that I did of my own initiative.

I raised $92 for the school.

Well played, Olive Crowe. Well played.

And what's equally awesome is that

those people who are accusing my cat...

they've backed off.

- They have? - Yeah, they were wrong.

They said different cat. They said.

And I never doubted you for a moment.

You're such a good boy, aren't you? Yes, you are.

- It was definitely Chowder. - It was.

But I bribed the other cat owner with a box

of your chocolate bars and the micro chipped cat door.

- Genius. - Oh, I know.

Where'd that come from?

Oh, Chowder. Where did that come from?

Well, if you don't tell, I won't tell.

You're still the best boy.