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[DISCORDANT MUSIC]

[MUSIC SWELLS]

[LIGHT PERCUSSION MUSIC]

- The weather here in
New Zealand is schizophrenic -

30 degrees today;
could be 10 tomorrow.

We're a country known
for its tranquillity,

its sheep,

its hobbit-on-hobbit violence,

but here in Christchurch,

we're known for its
gothic architecture,

large green parks

and creepy old men exposing
themselves at playgrounds.

Some years, we're voted the
friendliest city in the world -

by who, I have no idea.

Probably not those kids
in those playgrounds,

and certainly not
anybody I've met.

I grew up here in Christchurch,
and I love calling it my home.

[CHEERFUL MUSIC]

Right now, I'd kill for
a beer and some air-con.

[PLAYFUL YELLING IN DISTANCE]

[SIGHS]

[CHEERFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DOOR SHUTS]

[EXHALES]

[SHOWER RUNS,
WOMAN SINGS IN DISTANCE]

Classic Angela -

she always sings in
the shower after her run.

I think she'd like a bigger
house just for the acoustics.

[DISTANT SINGING CONTINUES]

This guy again.

If an orphanage burned down,
nobody would hear about it.

All the media wants
to talk about

is the Christchurch Carver.

Four women dead over the last
two years that they know of,

and the police are
scratching their heads.

Hey...

little Fluffy.
- [PURRS]

[DOOR CREAKS]
- Ooh. What's that?

- [GASPS] Who the fuck are you?

- Oh yeah.
I should probably say -

this isn't my house.

Captions by Able.
www.able.co.nz

Well, that wasn't pleasant.

I met Angela at the supermarket
when she smiled at me.

Turned out she was smiling
at somebody behind me,

but by then,
I was already hooked.

She was married, but that's
not something to shy away from.

It just means learning
two people's routines.

Sure, it's an extra effort,

but if you're not 100% committed
to a relationship,

then what's the point?

Often there can be a gap between
the fantasy and the reality,

and even though Angela
lived up to the fantasy,

things haven't played out
how I wanted.

And I know
the disappointments of today

will stay with me
for a long time.

Even so, I'm not gonna let
that stop me from trying again.

Everybody deserves
to find romance.

[DOLEFUL MUSIC]

[CAR HORNS HONK]

[BABY CRIES IN DISTANCE]

[SIGHS]

[QUIRKY MUSIC]

[SIGHS]

Hey, Jehovah. Hey, Pickle.

You miss me?

Yeah?

I must seem like
a god to them -

when they eat,
what their view is...

if they live or die.

[QUIRKY MUSIC CONTINUES]

People forget goldfish
can live up to 40 years,

but I'm gonna get
50 out of my guys.

[PHONE RINGS SHRILLY]

- AUTOMATED VOICE:
The person you have dialled

is not available.
Please leave a message.

[BEEP!]

- Joe, it's your mother.

Where are you? You said
you'd be here for dinner.

Joe, it's your mother.

Joe, it's your mother!
You're not here again.

When are you gonna get
yourself a cell phone?

I made you that meatloaf
you love so much.

Come on. Hurry up.

- Everyone is fascinated by me,
trying to figure me out -

police, media,

podcasters, psychics...

Every week, there's
another profile.

'I'm doing this for that reason;
I'm doing that for this reason.'

[PHONE RINGS]
- The person you have
dialled is not available.

Please leave a message.
[BEEP!]

- Joe, it's your mother.

If you don't call me,
I'm calling the hospital.

- Truth is
I'm just a regular guy...

an average Joe with a hobby.

I'm not a psychopath.
I don't hear voices.

I don't kill for God or Satan
or the neighbour's dog.

I kill for me.
It's that simple.

[CURIOUS MUSIC]

I like women,

and I like to do things to them
that they won't let me do.

People always complain
the planet

has too many people
living on it -

eight billion of us fighting for
resources, and half are women.

So when you think about it,

by picking off a couple
of them every year,

I'm actually doing
the world a favour.

Romance tastes sweeter
when it's shorter -

no tears, no late-night
phone calls,

just ships passing in the night.

[WIND CHIMES TINKLE]

But sometimes in a relationship,

you have to do things
you don't want to do.

Angela, please don't
make me hurt your cat.

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING, CAT MIAOWS]
This is your last chance.

[OMINOUS STING]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWK]

People like her think people
like me have no morals.

But I love cats.

If Angela had just come out
of the bathroom like I asked,

then Fluffy could've watched
from the windowsill

rather than from cat heaven.

- Joe!

It's about time.

- Sorry I'm late, Mum. I-

- I nearly called the hospitals.
- I got busy with work.

- Too busy to call your mother?

Too busy to leave me wondering
if my only son is dead?

I have every mind
not to let you in.

- 'I've every mind
to thank her if she doesn't.'

Sorry, Mum.

I got you this.

- Aw- [YELPS]

- 'Ah, fuck.'

- Who gives their mother
a rose with thorns?

- 'A bad son, obviously.'

Maybe this will make up for it.

- Not much of a present
if you've already opened it.

- 'I had one earlier.'

[DOOR CREAKS SHUT]

[CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICK]

[SINISTER MUSIC]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

- Hey, boss. We found another
victim in the car outside.

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- [SIGHS HEAVILY]

- It's the Carver?
- Yeah, it's looking like it.

What do we know about this one?

- Martha Harris,
67, lives alone,

car's registered in her name.

- Is that a gunshot wound?
- As far as I can tell.

- Great [!]
So the guy has a gun now.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

- Your father would be
rolling in his grave

if he knew you treated
me like this.

- That would be a neat trick
since he was cremated.

- [INHALES SHARPLY]
No need to be so sarcastical.

- Sorry, Mum.

- Here. These were on sale,
so I got you one.

- I'm fine.

- I was trying to do
something nice.

- Thanks, Mum.

- Just leave me a couple
of dollars before you leave.

- It's cold.
You put yours in the oven.

- I wasn't the one who was late.

- 'Late? The late Mrs Middleton
does have a nice ring to it.'

- It's meatloaf.
It's your favourite.

[FLY BUZZES]

- 'Even the fly
doesn't want it.'

- Well, how is it?

- 'It's cold.

'It's dry. It's overcooked.'

Same as always, Mum.

- When are you gonna
get a cell phone?

I worry when I can't
get hold of you.

- They can track you
on those things -

where you go, what you do.

- Who's they?

- The government,
cell phone companies...

'The police.'

- Why would the government care

about when I go
to the supermarket?

- Maybe they're keen
to know what's on special.

- Oh, I bought
a new jigsaw today -

down from $30

to $12.

- That's great, Mum.
- Mm.

in a peaceful residential
neighbourhood tonight

has residents concerned

the Christchurch Carver might
be responsible for the tragedy.

Crime scene tape
surrounds the property

where the bodies of
two women were found.

But police are refusing
to share any further details.

At this stage, it's unclear
if there's a connection

between the women

or even whether they were killed
by the same person or people.

It is also unknown
whether an apple core,

the Carver's infamous signature,
was found at the scene.

But if this is the work
of the Carver,

it would bring the number
of his victims to six.

- Actually, you're short.

Katrina Shepherd,

my fourth kill -

the one they never found
or even looked for.

She's probably
a skeleton by now,

rotting away in that boot.

[DRAMATIC STRING MUSIC]

- ON TV: ...and her husband...
- Oh, the news!

It's always so bad.

- ON TV: Oh, just shut up
and sit down.

- ON TV: No, you're
always doing it to me...

- When are you gonna
meet someone, Joe?

- I'm looking.

- At men?

- I've told you already, Mum -
I'm not gay.

- Are you sure?

- I'd be the first to know.

- Mm. Just...

make sure,

before you commit
to a nice young woman,

otherwise it wouldn't be fair.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[INDISTINCT SCREAMING ON TV]

- ON TV: No! You can't tell me
what to do. You ain't my mother!

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

- Day one in a world
without Angela.

Over time, I've found the
experience from my relationships

sustain me for at least
several months.

A good thing too,

otherwise the world really
might run out of women.

Like them.

You're cute.

You're cute too.

And other times, I would start
to get to know them better,

but it's too soon.

Hang on.

Where did you come from?

[SOFT MUSIC]

Wow. You're beautiful.

Look at that smile.

You could light up a room,

and the way you move
with such grace...

Well, now...

maybe it's not
too soon after all.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

A definite maybe.

God, I love window shopping.

- Bye, Joe.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Hey, Joe.
- Officer Sam.

These days, the police station
is hustling and bustling

with stressed out
and anxious detectives.

The day of and
following a homicide

is when that hustling and
bustling are at their greatest.

After all my kills,
they still have nothing.

I actually feel bad
for them in some ways.

I started working here after I
killed a guy by the name of Dan.

Or maybe it was Don.

It was back when
the Christchurch Carver

investigation was beginning,

and I was spending every minute

wondering if the police
would break down my door.

I was freaking out.

I had to know what was going on.

So after I made Dan-Don
the cleaner disappear,

I applied for his job.

Now I'm the invisible man

who goes where he wants
with his broom and mop,

who has every piece
of information

about the Christchurch Carver
at his fingertips.

- OK, listen up.

Cause of death was a single
gunshot wound to the abdomen.

We will hear later
this morning from ballistics.

- 'Detective Inspector
Carl Schroder,

'leading the task force.

'If I told him he could find

'that ballistics match
in my briefcase,

'he wouldn't believe me.'

- Martha Harris...

was at Stonefield Cemetery
visiting her husband's grave.

- 'And now she can join him.'

- Now, I'm thinking our guy
must have carjacked her.

- 'Close.
She caught me stealing it

'after I'd gone there
to visit my dad.'

- Anything else? We've got
anything else, guys?

- Keys weren't with the car,

so he must've taken them
or dumped them.

- Yeah. Family said they were on
a keyring with a Celtic design.

- 'Unless you're stuffing Mum
into her red bin,

'you're not gonna find
those keys, Robert.'

- Uh, the coroner confirmed
Angela's cause of death

was she choked on
the apple core.

They also confirmed
she wasn't raped.

- 'I'm not a monster.'

- Forensics? What have we got?
Any new leads?

- 'It's cool seeing them piece
it together - all my work...

'and they don't even
notice I'm here.'

- Hey, Joe. Catch. Ha!

[LAUGHS]

- You can't let people
treat you that way.

- 'The Sally. When she isn't
trying to get me into bed,

'she roams the halls here
changing light bulbs,

'thanking Jesus for
the opportunity.'

Detective Travers
was just joking.

- It's not funny
to pick on people, Joe.

- 'It is when I do it.'

- You might think he's a friend,
but he's not.

It's not right.

- 'That is one cross Jesus
refused to get nailed to.

'He was willing to die
for our sins

'but not willing to hang out
between The Sally's tits 24-7.'

I'm- I'm fine, Sally, really.
Really, I'm fine.

- Ham, cheese and relish.
[CHUCKLES]

- 'Her sandwiches are
the highlight of my day,

'and making them for me is
probably the highlight of hers.'

Thanks, Sally.

- Um, if you like, we could
have lunch by the river today.

It's a lovely day.

- 'I have a date
with a florist.'

I can't, Sally.
I've got a lot to do.

- Another time.

[GENTLE PIANO MUSIC]

- I spent four months
with Angela

figuring out if she was my type.

We grew closer together
over that time,

and I loved every moment of it.

They don't always work out.

I know this is new,

but I can already tell
we're off to a good start.

Day by day,

rain or shine.

you're gorgeous.

God, you make me happy.

I wonder,

do you live alone?

I wonder,

do you have a cat?

And you look after yourself too.

Every day, you impress me
more and more.

[UNSETTLING MUSIC]

Laura Pilgrim.

Laura - such a pretty name.

And everything here
tells me you live alone.

God, I do love getting
to know people.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

What's going on here?

There must be something
new to report.

[TENSE MUSIC]

- SCHRODER: Daniela Walker
was found by her husband

when he got home from soccer
training with the kids.

- 'Daniela who?'

- Forensics are still
at the scene,

but the only prints
they're pulling

belong to family and friends.

Now, the husband is coming
in shortly for an interview.

- He's left his
trademark souvenir.

- 'A souvenir?'

- I mean, it has
to be the Carver.

- Well, it's looking like it.

- 'What has to be the Carver?

'Is sleep-killing a thing,
like sleepwalking?

'Or is somebody
pretending to be me?'

[BANG!]
- Ooh.

- Hang on. Hang on.
- Oh, sorry.

- Oh, Sally.
- Yeah.

- [CHUCKLES WEAKLY] Sorry.

'It's taken a lot of work
to get where I've gotten,

'and now some arsehole thinks he
can piggyback off my efforts?'

- MUFFLED: Do you
like tuna, Joe?

- There's only one Christchurch
Carver. Fuck this guy.

- Joe.
- Sorry?

- [CHUCKLES] Um...

I ran out of ham,

and all I had was tuna,

but, um, I didn't really have
a chance to get any more

cos it's Martin's birthday.

- Martin?
- My brother.

I've told you about him,
about how you remind me of him.

- 'She wants to fuck
her brother too?'

- People used to pick
on him too,

and those things -
they can spiral fast, Joe.

- 'What the hell
is she on about?'

Yeah, I'm sure.

Thank you, Sally. Look,
I better get back to work.

- Um...
- Thank you.

- Are you all right, Joe?
- Yeah, I'm fine, Sally.

'Please don't follow me.
Please don't follow me.
Please don't follow me.'

- Hang on.

- 'She followed.

'Were you born in a tent?'

- Sometimes, it's good
to know there's help.

- Oh, I don't need a mechanic.
I don't have a car.

- That's my dad's old card. I've
written my number on the back.

You can trust me, so...
call any time.

- Thanks, Sally.

'Sorry, Sally.
You'll never be my type,

'which for you is
probably a good thing.

'Daniela Walker. Why would
the police think I killed you?

'And who are you?'

[TENSE, THRUMMING MUSIC]

- Hey, Mike.

I'm so sorry for your loss.
- Thanks.

- That must be the husband.

- This way, if you don't mind.

- Travers said I left
my trademark souvenir.

Does he mean the apple?

What else do you idiots
think I did? Jesus.

Are you guys gonna start
pinning everything

that goes wrong
in the city on me?

I need to get in there and
figure out what's going on.

The media came up with
the Christchurch Carver

as a name for me.

I actually stabbed
my first few victims

before switching to apples.

It's hard catching a bus
when you're covered in blood,

even in Christchurch.

[WISTFUL PIANO MUSIC]

My lovelies.

All of you died
doing what I loved...

[MUSIC DARKENS]

...but not you.

I take care choosing who
I spend time with, and what?

For some guy to come along and
pollute that with strangers?

Is it a one-off?
Somebody hiding a crime...

like the husband?

Or is this the first of many?

- No, I need those files asap.

OK. Thank you.

OK.

- WOMAN: I remember meeting
her at your house.

We didn't talk much, but,
um, I liked her a lot.

You knew her well?
- [INHALES DEEPLY]

Well, enough to make small talk,
but she was Sarah's friend -

more a work colleague, I guess.

- And Mike?
How well do you know him?

- A lot less than Daniela.

- [INHALES DEEPLY] All right.
Walker's statement.

He went to soccer practice
16.30, back at 18.30.

- He also gave us a couple
of names of witnesses.

- 'So not the husband, then.

'People say imitation is
the sincerest form of flattery.

'But I say it's just some prick
with no imagination.'

- I can't stop thinking
about the apple.

- Why? What is it?

- Usually, he eats it.

- Well, maybe
he was interrupted.

It could be why he strangled her

instead of choking her
with the apple core.

- Yep, or it wasn't the Carver.

- 'It wasn't.'

- The apple's been in the media.
It's not exactly a secret.

Along with the fact that
fruit acid destroys DNA.

If you were trying to pin
this on the Carver,

what would you do?

[SOFT, TENSE MUSIC]

- I'd leave the apple behind.

So you think we might
have a copycat?

- I think we need
to consider it.
- OK.

- Right, well, I'd better head
out and check these witnesses.

- Thanks, Becks.

- [INHALES SHARPLY]

Joe, can you not sneak up
on me like that?

- 'One day I might have to.'

Good luck, Detective Carl.

- We'll get him.

- 'No, you won't.
I'm getting him first.'

[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

This is like trying to play

the strangest game
of solitaire ever.

She was strangled.
I never strangled anyone.

Crosswords? I thought
only old people did those.

This is so hard without context.

I need to get into that house.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Damn it. I should've known
there'd be no getting in.

These idiots are probably
gonna camp in the driveway

for the next few days
just to piss me off.

Maybe they'll build a fire
and toast marshmallows.

Maybe standing here
isn't the best idea.

Another time.

[DEVIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES]

[ALARM WAILS]

[CAT YOWLS]

Guys. Guys!

Oh, you're not
gonna believe this.

There's this guy out there
pretending to be me.

[PHONE RINGS SHRILLY]
I know! The nerve of it. Me!

So, anyway...
- The person you have dialled-

- I steal this folder,
and I go to the house-
[BEEP!]

...but there's
heaps of cops there.

- Joe, it's your mother.

Now, don't forget
dinner tomorrow night.

There's something urgent
I need to tell you.

- Urgent? I wonder what
she's found on sale now.

[EERIE MUSIC]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWK]

[SIGHS]

It's cold.

- You were late - again.

So, how's the girlfriend?

- Who?
- You said you'd met somebody.

- I said I was looking.

- So you haven't found anybody?
- I've been busy.

- Is that why you don't call?
- I'm here, aren't I?

- Did you know Gregory's
getting married?

- No.

- Gregory is your cousin.
- I know who Gregory is;

I just didn't know that
he was getting married.

- He's a very fortunate man.
His fiancee is quite beautiful.

- 'Fortunate isn't the right
word considering he ordered her

'for three easy payments
plus postage.'

Was that what was urgent?

- Well, I've been busy too, Joe.

- 'Cutting coupons?'

- I called the manufacturer,
and they told me

they have tight quality control,
and it must be my fault.

- I'm not following.
- The jigsaw!

I completed it,
and there is a piece missing.

[FLY BUZZES]
The manufacturer told me

I must be losing them!

He was very rude about it -
even told me to stop calling.

- 'I know how he feels.'

- I turned the place
upside down,

lifted the rugs, vacuumed
down the side of the couch,

I even went through the bins.

- That does sound super urgent.
- And...

[METALLIC JANGLING]

I found these.

- 'Ah, fuck.'

- I'm gonna hand them
in to the police.

- Oh, don't do that.

- Well, someone might've lost
them, or they were stolen.

There are some bad people
out there, you know.

- They're mine.
I've been looking for them.

- Yours?

You don't even own a car.
- They're from work.

- [CHUCKLES]
I still don't understand.

What kind of a car salesman
doesn't have a car?

- 'One who quit
to become a cleaner.

'Plus, I never sold cars
like Dad; I just cleaned them.'

I must have thrown
them out by accident.

Thanks, Mum.

You're a lifesaver.
- [LAUGHS]

You really are hopeless.
[CHUCKLES]

Just like your father, only
he lost more sales than keys.

He was a useless husband too.

- ON TV: ...I found this.
- ON TV: What?

[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[KETTLE WHISTLES SOFTLY]

[OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES]

- ON TV: I love him too,
and I don't wanna give him up!

- Did you put sugar in this?

- Two like you like it.
- You make terrible coffee.

- Sorry, Mum.
- I'll do it myself next time.

[DRAMATIC STRING MUSIC BUILDS]

- A world without Mum -
no more cold meatloaf,

no phone messages, no stories
about mince on special.

She can finally
reconnect with Dad.

Poor bastard.

Whoa! Stop the bus.

[PANTS] Can you wait a minute?

- Yeah, 'course I can...
for 20 bucks.

- [PANTS]

- [WHIMPERS]
- Ohh.

OK, buddy. Hang on.

Um...

Hang on, mate. Hang on.
Hang on. [EXHALES SHARPLY]

[GENTLE MUSIC]

Here, mate.

Here you go.

[GRUNTS] Just pop you in there.

Ooh, you're heavy.

How's that?

Is that all right?
[CAT MIAOWS WEAKLY]

Yeah.

[GRUNTS] Sorry. Is there
an all-night vet open?

- Nothing on the route...

but I can get you
to one for 20 bucks.

- Come on, Fluffy. You got this.
Don't go toward the light.

- Can I help you?
[SOFT MIAOWING]

- I found her on
the side of the road.

- Already inside the bag?

- No, but I had to put
it in something.

- Oh, OK.

Let me go take a look.

You can take a seat over there.

[GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DOG WHIMPERS]

- [EXHALES]

Thank God this isn't life-size.

[DOOR SHUTS]

- Hey.

She's stable for now, but
she's gonna need an operation

and to stay with us a few days.

You said you found her
on the side of the road?

- Yeah, I got off
the bus to save her.

- It's an incredible
thing to do.

Just next time, use your jacket

or anything other
than a plastic bag.

- I did poke holes in it.
The bag, I mean, not the cat.

- Well, you saved a life,
that's for sure...

whereas whoever hit her
just left her there.

- I guess some people
are monsters.

- Well, I'll give you my card,

and if you just write
your number on there,

I can keep you updated.

- 'Beautiful, smart,
empathetic...

'bedroom eyes.

'Jennifer, I wonder...

'do you live alone?'

[SIREN WAILS]

[GROANS]

[EXHALES]

[WATER BUBBLES]

Ah, fuck's sake.

[DOOR ENTRY BELL CHIMES]

[DOOR ENTRY BELL CHIMES]

[MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS]

Uh, what's the best cat food?

- Cat food.

- I found it after
it got hit by a car.

- I doubt getting hit by a car
changes what foods you like.

- I think it changes
what food it can chew.

- I don't know, man.
I'm not a vet.

There's some tins past their
use-by on sale down the back.

- My cat swears by this.

- Your cat swears?
- [CHUCKLES]

Only when he's hungry.

[UNSETTLING MUSIC]

- 'She seems nice.'

[SIREN WAILS]

[UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES]

- Thank you.

[DOOR ENTRY BELL CHIMES]

Hey, did I hear that you found
the cat after it got run over?

- Oh, it's at the vets.

I figure if they can't find
the owner, then I'll take it in.

- Oh, that's so sweet of you.

- I'm, uh- I'm Melissa.

- Joe.
- Pleased to meet you, Joe.

Well, I'd love to stay and chat,
but I got a bus to catch,

So before you make any jokes
about catching the bus...

- Oh, I catch the bus too.

- You kidding me?

- Mine's just
up ahead over there.

- Oh, well, let's go.

- After you.

[SIREN WAILS]

- So, what do you do, Joe,
other than save cats?

- I work at the police station.
- Oh.

What kind of cop are you?

- 'One who cleans the toilets.'

A good one.

- Are you part of that
Carver investigation?

- Intimately.

- No offence, but why can't
you guys catch him?

- He's very clever.

'And very good-looking.'

So, what do you do?

- Apart from talk to strangers
and buy cat food? [CHUCKLES]

I'm a journalist.
- Oh.

'I never killed a journalist.'

Should I be talking to you?
- Oh, you're safe.

Unless the police
wanna go on record

as to what scarves
are coming into fashion.

Oh, thanks.

At the moment, I'm between gigs.

I just moved here from Auckland,

so I'm still kind of
finding my feet.

Is it true that serial killers

tend to have menial
or service jobs?

- Nah. That's a cliche.

- And they have crazy mothers?
- That one's true.

[BUZZ!]
- This is my stop.

- Hey, stay safe. There's
a serial killer out there.

- Listen, Joe,

am I silly asking if
you would walk me home?

- Happy to. [CHUCKLES]

- Thank you.

[UNSETTLING MUSIC]

Ooh! Thanks again
for walking with me.

You're such a gentleman.
- My pleasure.

- Oh, I'm a bit cold.
- Oh, um...

here. Hold this.

- It's not often you see

someone using a briefcase
to buy pet food.

- Oh, it was my dad's. I carry
it around as a reminder to him.

- Oh. That's very sweet.

Oh, what's in the pocket?
- Oh.

Um... [CHUCKLES]

[UNEASY MUSIC]

- [CHUCKLES]
Should I be worried?

- No. It's a precaution.
Somebody higher up figured

the Carver would be
targeting cops, so...

- Hey, I would, um,

never normally cut through there
by myself, but it's quicker.

- Sure.

Wow, this part of town's
really gone downhill.

- Every part of town has
since the earthquakes.

- I once had a Jehovah's Witness
on my doorstep

telling me the earthquakes
were caused by pornography.

- I once had one on my doorstep

saying God gave us
climate change

because he was mad with
women wearing tight jeans.

- I used to play there...

with my sister -

back before every surface
was child-proofed.

- Was there lead paint
back then?

- [CHUCKLES] No.

But she did fall off the fort
once and break her leg.

- I thought you said
you were from Auckland.

- Yeah, we moved there
after she died.

- Your sister?
- It's a long story.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

Thanks again for
walking with me.

- 'This is going to be easy.'

[SINISTER MUSIC]

- Mm-mm.

I will shoot you.
- [CHUCKLES] What are you doing?

- Open your briefcase.

- Why?

- I mean it Joe.
I'll fuckin' shoot you.

[SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES]

Apple, knife...

Well, isn't that interesting?

- Uh, everything in
my briefcase is evidence.

- Mm-hm.

Take them off.

I said off.

- My pants?
- Mm-hm.

- [SIGHS]

- Underwear.

- Really?

- I know who you are, Joe.
I know what you do.

- I'm nobody.

- Pick them up.

- [GRUNTS, PANTS]

- Cuff one on your left wrist.

Hurry up.
- Yep, yep.

- Lay down there.

Go, go, go, go, go.

- Y-You're making a mistake.
- [CHUCKLES]

- [GRUNTS]
- Arms around it.

Cuff your other wrist.

- [PANTS]

[SINISTER MUSIC SLOWLY BUILDS]

[GROANS]
- Good.

- [GROANS] Fuck.

- [CHUCKLES]

- [PANTS]

- [LAUGHS] Wow.

You really came well prepared.

Bet this has seen a few things.

- Hey, you've-
you've got this all wrong.

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

- How 'bout it see some more?
- [GRUNTS] Look...

[GRUNTS] Look, [STRAINS]
whoever you think I am...

y-you're wrong.

[YELLS]

Oh, fuck!

Please stop. Please. Please?

- How does that feel, Joe?

- [BREATHES RAGGEDLY]

[SINISTER MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

What the fuck do you want?
- That...

is a great question, Joe.

Should we find out?

[JAUNTY, SINISTER MUSIC]

[JAUNTY MUSIC CONTINUES]

[EERIE VOCALISING]