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I was hoping if I could, uh, get my engagement ring back.

Oh.

Running away from something doesn't mean it's over.

That ship has sailed to calmer, kinder waters.

Look, the rest of the team, they do their bit,

whether you like it or not.

So will you.

Uh, what is this?

That's for patrol at the football.

Welcome to the team.

(MEN CHEER)

Constable Clarkee.

Just wanted to return this.

Let's see if it still fits.

(OVER PA) Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome again to Dolphin Cove Bowls Club

for today's part of Bushranger matches

as Dolphin Cove take on visitors Red Bluff.

Ladies, your match will now commence upper green.

Down on the lower green, it is tied at 20,

and the match has come down to the last 10.

How are we tracking? Can't read the scoreboard.

Tied. 20.

Last two bowls.

It's down to Ted and Artie.

Come on, Teddy. Come on. Go, Dad.

Come on, mate, you got this. MAN: You got this.

MAN: Come on! Let's go.

(APPLAUSE) Yes!

Good one, Dad.

Oh, I think your husband just clinched it for us.

WOMAN: Let's go, Artie. Bring it home, Red Bluff!

MAN: Come on, Red Bluff.

(BLOWS)

MAN: Onya, Artie.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIM, SCATTERED APPLAUSE)

MAN: Righto, we're gonna need the measuring tape for those.

Hey, wait a minute!

He slack-lined it.

He's doing me out of the game. I beg your pardon?

Well, just look at it. You got the string off centre,

trying to make it look like mine's further away.

Well, that's out of line.

Typical Bushrangers, robbing me blind.

Never in my life.

How dare you!

Dad, your heart. Settle down.

How dare YOU.

We'll be reporting this.

You should be chucked out of the league.

You always have been a cheat, Ted Haddon.

(PEOPLE GASP)

That's enough! That's enough!

That's enough, Ted.

Should do you for assault as well!

Oh, s... Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Show's over!

Dad... I'm suspending this match.

No result.

Inside for drinks.

We could all stand to cool down.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yeah! Woo hoo! There you go, Rita!

Another snap of the real winners for you all!

MAN: There were no winners. The match was abandoned.

A bit livelier than usual today.

I'm so embarrassed you had to step in.

I don't know what came over me.

No, we all wanted to give him a clip.

Look at them acting like they own the place.

Alright, everyone. Last drinks.

I better get a lager for my worthy opponent, then.

And one for you, young fella?

I don't want anything from you.

Fair enough.

Better get one for yourself, then, sweetheart.

Come on, Teddles.

No hard feelings.

(CHUCKLES)

Bottoms up, buddy.

Mitts off!

I've said a million times, no-one touches Bill's gun!

Alright, alright, alright.

Come on, fellas.

Let's go.

Don't know how Bushranger Bill

could shoot anyone with that old piece of junk.

Pow, pow!

Catch you on the return match, Bushrangers.

You're right?

Oh, yeah. Just a bit of heartburn.

Look, I can finish up if you want to head off.

Oh, no, no, no. It's fine.

(GUNSHOT)

What was that?

I don't know.

Did you hear that?

Where did it come from? It was just outside.

You... Just stay behind me, everyone.

What on earth... We don't know.

(SCREAMS) Oh, my...

You should know that the boss is here.

Shocking. As a witness.

Scene secure.

The other witnesses are ready for their statements.

So still can't quit bowls.

I don't want to quit bowls.

I hate bowls, and I am quitting forever.

That was... That was you, isn't it?

I'm competitive, McKenzie.

Is that a crime?

Is this why you said no to barefoot bowls

for our Christmas party last year?

I said no because I don't enjoy playing with amateurs.

She IS competitive.

Moving on.

So, big game?

Yes, the bushranger match.

That's what we call it when Dolphin Cove plays Red Bluff.

Named after him?

Bushranger Bill.

You're on the site of the Black Tuesday siege.

He was... He was smaller in my old schoolbooks.

Legends have to grow, my dear.

Wow.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Yeah. Uh, where's the body?

The green. Yeah, no, no, no.

Stay.

And wait to be questioned with the other witnesses.

Victim is Arthur O'Farrell.

Everyone called him Artie. 65 years old.

Left the club at 3:25pm.

Gunshot heard by five witnesses at around 4:10pm.

Look here.

Exit wound. Yeah.

Bullet?

Uh, haven't found it yet.

So if they angled it,

since the exit wound is 3cm higher than the entry...

Based on the position of the body, roughly...here?

Mm-hm.

Bang.

There.

I'll get a ladder.

So, is the victim a regular opponent?

It was a surprise to see Artie here.

Why is that?

He was a late fill-in.

Ted saw his name on the team sheet this morning.

So you knew him?

Yes, we all did. I didn't.

Senior Sergeant Strong.

Oh. Um...

Uh, the first time I met him was today.

Artie grew up in Dolphin Cove.

He used to play for the club.

Until we threw him out.

And when was that?

Years ago. 40.

Or thereabouts.

Why? He's not really Bushranger material.

We're an honourable club.

And he wasn't honourable.

If you'd seen his behaviour today, you wouldn't need to ask.

What happened today?

He accused me of cheating.

ARTIE: You've always been a cheat, Ted Had.

It was a straight up lie.

Look, I...

I'm not proud of my behaviour,

but I am not and never have been a cheat.

Ted's not a volatile man.

He's staid, predictable, no fire in him at all.

I... I just mean...

..he's not capable of shooting anyone.

Thank you, darling.

Typical Artie O'Farrell.

Trouble, that whole family.

His father was endlessly broke

and forever trying to scheme people out of their dough.

And Artie was even worse.

There he is, with the rest of us before he left the club,

looking as smug as ever.

I don't like to speak ill of the dead...

Then don't, Gran.

OK, can you all talk me through your movements this afternoon?

Artie and his team, they leave at 3:25.

Just after the bar closed.

ARTIE: Let's go.

POW, pow!

Except he must have come back. Did any of you see him?

And then you heard the gunshot?

Definitely.

Where were you? In here.

Who else was with you?

No-one.

I was just in the kitchen, cashing up.

OK. I was taking the rubbish out.

Ted?

Uh, I was in the men's.

Bit of a funny tummy.

Just a few odd jobs.

Oh.

I can get it. I'm up here now.

Hmm.

So how did you pull up after the game?

Oh, you know,

boys tied one on like you wouldn't believe.

Did they? You should have seen me.

I was an absolute mess.

I did see you.

What?

I gave you the ring back.

Do you have forceps. When?

Well, now, if you could. Oh, yeah.

The ring. When did you give it back to me?

After the game.

Oh, that checks out, yep.

I woke up fully dressed and found it in my pocket.

Do you really not remember me giving it to you?

I don't even remember you being there.

Really? Really.

Like I said, I'd had quite a few.

Something?

That does not look like a bullet.

It's a lead ball.

From an old gun.

No-one knows where he ended up.

But Bushranger Bill was never seen in Dolphin Cove again.

Oh.

That's fascinating.

Excuse me!

This gun's been fired.

That's not possible.

Grandpa welded up the nipples.

Sorry, what do you mean?

It's how you stop it from working.

This gun doesn't fire anymore.

At least that's what grandpa always said.

Well, it was fired today. But not while I was here.

Because I was standing just right here when the shot was fired.

Was the gun still on the wall?

Yes, yes, because I just straightened up

this photo right here.

This is the lead ball that killed Artie,

and this is the gun that fired it.

But it was on the wall when Artie was killed.

Then how did the killer use this gun to murder Artie O'Farrell

if it never left the wall?

So Artie was shot at 4:10... 4:10.

And he left at 3:25.

We need to establish everyone's movements

up until that time.

Oh, everyone was in and out.

So everyone had immediate access to the gun.

But no-one took the gun off the wall, I would have noticed.

OK, according to one witness, no-one took it off the wall.

Well, they didn't. Sorry...

I think you need to...

What?

Go home.

Oh.

Mackenzie, I'm the senior sergeant.

Yes, but you're also a witness in a murder investigation

and a potential suspect.

(SCOFFS) Careful.

Go home until we clear you.

Don't worry, boss, I'll keep them in line.

By which I mean I'll follow instructions

and provide a full report upon your return.

Could anyone else have come into the club?

The main gate was locked when Artie left.

Is there another entrance? BOTH: Lovers' Lane.

What's lovers' lane?

Oh, come on. Even I know about Lovers' Lane.

Oi! I'm going, I'm going.

Seriously, what is Lovers' Lane?

How do you know about this? Everyone our age knows.

It's where kids went to, you know...

What?

Oh. Hence the name.

Oh.

So you two...

Oh...

OK, here we go, then.

Whoa!

Is it his?

Yep. Arthur O'Farrell.

And he bought it two weeks ago.

This is where he came back in then. It's still wet.

Get Reggie and Felix to look for blue paint on their search.

Yeah.

OK, so he leaves after an argument on the green,

but goes back only to be murdered.

And somewhere in between someone chucks paint on his car.

I'll get my kit.

Colin, hang on a tick.

You were out with Glenn after the football, weren't you?

Celebrating my best mate's 300th game.

Absolutely.

Sweet Lord above. I cannot keep up with those lads.

I mean, I've put a fair few away in me time...

..but they're animals.

So he was, he... He was a bit tipsy.

You mean completely leathered?

He told me he passed out on Frankie's dog bed

when he got home.

Reckons he might have fleas. (CHUCKLES)

(PHONE RINGS)

Absolute shambles.

Felix, I need you and Reggie to look for blue paint on your search.

This one's Mal's. Mm. Anything?

Half an empty can of energy drink.

Blood donor card. Ah, good for him.

Not the energy drink, that stuff is poison.

But no paint. No, Rita's either.

Just a couple of old Bush Ranger Bill badges.

Oh, can this place just get over Bushranger Bill?

No, he's great.

He's Dolphin Cove's very own Robin Hood.

He stole from the rich, gave to the poor.

I mean, is that really so criminal, Felix?

Technically, yes. Oh, come on.

This is where Bill held off 12 coppers on his own,

then disappeared, but not before...

Delivering �10 to every household.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Not every household is all I'm saying.

What, do you mean Bushranger Bill shafted your family?

Not just mine.

You know, all the whitefellas all collected �10 back in the day.

Yeah. And all of us missed out.

I'm...sorry, Felix.

You know, his partner was a blackfella.

Ah, really?

Yeah, that's what my nan reckons.

But Bill gets all the flashy hero paintings with his epoxy gun,

and I reckon they touched up his beard as well.

Oh with his suspiciously luscious, like...

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

You see that? Hmm?

Blue paint! Good find. Yes!

(MOTOR WHIRRS)

Turn that off, please.

It's a bit loud, sorry. Mmm.

Missing these?

Looks about your size.

And that matches the colour of the paint

we found tipped all over Artie's car.

What are you talking about? I-I didn't mess with his car.

And it matches the paint on your cuff just there.

OK, I threw the paint, but that's it.

I-I didn't kill him.

So Artie insults your dad, you get angry.

You want payback. But it wasn't just the insulting.

Dad's got heart troubles.

He had a bit of a turn at my birthday a couple of weeks ago

and spent a night in hospital.

They gave him the works. He's not supposed to get revved up.

So you confronted Artie?

He caught me throwing the paint in the car park, but that was it.

Then he got in his car and drove off.

He didn't say anything about you putting paint on his brand-new car?

Not a word. That was the end of it.

Yeah, what, you just... You left it at that?

Yeah, I-I went straight back to the club.

To take the gun off the wall and go and find him?

No.

I messed with his car, but that's it.

I...I came back to the club, and the next time I saw Artie

was when we found him on the green.

Dead.

Here's what we know -

Artie O'Farrell and Ted Haddon had a stand-up argument

over allegations of cheating.

Artie then left the club at 3:25pm,

and Mal Haddon poured paint all over his car.

Artie then returned to the club using the disused rear entrance of...

Lovers' Lane. Yes, thank you. Thank you.

He came back in and was shot dead on the green at 4:10pm.

We don't know who had a motive to kill him,

and we don't know how the killer managed to shoot him

when the murder weapon was on the wall of the clubhouse at the time.

OK. First principles - background check on Artie.

He ran a fishing business over the years in Red Bluff.

Didn't do too well, he filed for bankruptcy last year.

Yet he bought an expensive car two weeks ago.

Record?

Uh, effective rate of 80% in B grade.

he's known as the southpaw of the Bluff.

And that's why they say never trust a lefty on the green. (LAUGHS)

Police record.

Oh.

Sorry.

Other than the bankruptcy, he's clean.

I've got the club financials for you to go through, Felix,

and Rita sent me this photo from today.

Um, there's Artie with the gun behind him.

The gun that no-one saw move, but somehow was fired.

It doesn't make sense.

There is, um...

There is someone else who is in the clubhouse

who had access to the weapon.

She is a potential suspect.

Until we find a way to clear her.

Leave it with me.

Can I come too?

I'd buy tickets to see that show.

Mack. Hey, what are you doing here?

I thought your mum might be here.

Family dinner night?

Unless that's changed.

Mum hasn't changed her routine since 1992.

(CHUCKLES)

I gotta warn you, though,

I would not say she's enjoying being on the bench.

Oh, what else is new?

Alright.

I'll go get her.

Come on in.

Hey, Mum.

Mum, are you in here?

Oh. Hey, Mack.

Um, make yourself useful and grab me a strainer.

Oh, no, no. Other... Other drawer. Sorry.

The other one next to that. OK.

Amazing, thanks.

Are you here for dinner?

I'm doing carbonara, and we have wine.

No, just, uh, here to clear Phil.

Oh, I thought you were here to take my badge as well.

You know, I can't place you in the clubhouse.

You were on your own. Mm. Stacking chairs.

Yep. OK. How do I prove it?

CCTV? Doesn't cover all the entrances.

And a mobile phone trace, it wouldn't be targeted enough.

You called 000?

Yes, but that was after we found Artie.

(SMARTWATCH CHIMES)

Mm, you've done your steps. Well done.

Since when do you wear a smartwatch? Well, I got it for her birthday.

Yeah, it's actually very good. Yeah, I told you.

Yeah, but does it have GPS?

Yeah. GPS, steps, heart rate monitor,

even does her swimming for her.

So you can track her movements.

Prove that she never left the clubhouse.

Yeah, easy. It's on the app.

Yeah.

You know, unless you took it off

and then you'd be able to move around wherever you liked.

But it wouldn't register a heart rate if she did.

But I want it back.

I need it for my laps in the morning.

Yeah, will do.

Fancy that. I'm not a murderer.

Look at that. Best present ever.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

Sorry Daisy held you hostage for dinner.

Yeah.

I expect the ballistics report tomorrow as compensation.

Can do. Mm-hm.

You should... You should go easy on the wines tonight.

You don't want to end up in the dog bed again.

I told him that in confidence. Do you have fleas?

I don't have fleas.

I have a minor skin irritation from the fur.

OK? Gross.

Not my tidiest performance overall.

No, no, it... It definitely wasn't that.

I can't believe I embarrassed myself in front of Constable Clarke.

I'm on the waters from now on.

Constable.

What?

You called me Constable.

After the football, you... I was wearing Felix's stripes.

So what?

So you remember calling me Constable,

but you don't remember putting a ring on my finger 15 seconds later.

Had you going, didn't I?

Of course I remember, Mack.

You do?

It wouldn't be the first dumb thing I've done

after a few beers, would it?

No. I'm sorry, I was embarrassed.

Let's just pretend it never happened.

It never happened.

See you tomorrow.

How come no-one knows about Bushranger Bill's mate.

Midnight Mo? Was that his name?

Nah, no-one really knew his name. They didn't even bother to learn it.

That's what I called him. Midnight Mo.

Yeah.

Nan said that they fell out over the split

and went their separate ways.

But Bill wanted Midnight Mo's gun back,

you know, reckoned he bought it, he should keep it.

Midnight Mo rode off into the sunset.

You know, they never saw each other again.

Really? Wow.

Oh.

Thank you.

Finding those shoes, that was...

Yeah, that was great work.

Oh, it was no big deal.

You're too good to be in one stripe for much longer.

OK. Make sure you're not.

I will. Thank you.

Yay!

Oh, here she is. Oh!

Yay, woo, woo, woo!

Alright, that's enough of that rubbish.

OK, so where are we at?

CCTV.

Only covers the front of the clubhouse.

Everyone in and out, just as the boss said.

Hang on.

Didn't Helen say she was taking the rubbish out?

Uh, yep.

I was taking the rubbish out.

Well, she hasn't got any rubbish with her.

When does she come back in?

Here. And then she goes back into the clubhouse.

And she throws something in the bin.

One sec.

There you go.

So what is that? Is it like a ticket or something?

Did we go through the bins?

I bagged them, just need sorting.

Well, let's get into it.

I'm not criticising, Mackenzie,

but before you came back, we never had to dig through rubbish.

Is this an old tyre?

Yeah, it looks like it.

I got it. Really?

It's a note. What does it say?

"Our spot, 4pm."

Does it say who it's from?

Artie. That's his handwriting.

COLIN: "Our spot"?

Artie and Helen were having a relationship?

Once upon a time, yeah.

Why didn't you tell us?

Tell you what? That we went out 40 years ago.

It was nothing.

He and your husband come to blows over a bowls match...

That was so silly,

as if there's some great rivalry between them.

But Artie and I were over long before Ted was on the scene.

Yet 40 years later, he writes you a note and you come running.

Was it really nothing?

No, it wasn't nothing.

What happened?

We were in love.

Well, at least I was.

I wanted to marry Artie and spend the rest of my life with him.

Why didn't that happen?

One night...

..he just left.

No explanation. He just disappeared.

That must have been awful.

(CHUCKLES) It's probably for the best.

Mum was happy, at least. She was never a fan.

In all this time, you never contacted him?

Never asked him what happened?

Well, he didn't want me. What else was there to say?

I met Ted, we got married,

and then there was the baby to think of.

Sorry...

..can you say that again?

I met Ted, we got married.

There was a baby to think of.

Artie leaves 40 years ago,

Ted has his turn at Mal's 40th recently.

Southpaw of the Bluff.

They're both lefties.

Artie's Mal's father, isn't he?

(QUIETLY) Yeah.

And he never contacted you?

He didn't know.

No-one did.

He never told Mal or Ted?

No. This is my secret to hold.

Ted's given his life to me and to Mal.

He's a good man. I was...

..I'm lucky to have him.

Even if he's not what I imagined.

When did you find the note?

After the game. He left her for me by the register.

You must have wanted answers.

Yeah, well, of course I did.

He shows up, makes trouble with Ted,

he's playing games, you're angry, so you go to your spot.

I could never kill him, I loved him.

I think I always loved him.

So, yeah, I waited for him by the Moreton Bay fig.

I shouldn't have gone out there,

but I needed to know what my life would have been like

if it was different.

How do you forgive someone for leaving like that?

I didn't forgive him.

I just wanted closure.

The Moreton Bay fig.

That was your spot.

But he didn't show.

Again.

And now I'll never have answers.

Shut the front door. So Mel is Artie's son?

Well, surely that changes everything.

Artie, being back is a threat to Helen's marriage,

relationship with her son, strong motive.

Hmm. Only if she's being honest

about nobody else knowing that Artie was Mel's father.

You think she's protecting her family?

Possibly.

And why didn't he show up to meet her?

And if the meeting place is here at Moreton Bay fig,

what's he doing on the green?

Probably watching the poor woman cry.

I'd shoot him too.

Oh, Regina. No, I call it as I see it, Phil.

Still, it comes back to the gun. Even if Helen did shoot Artie,

the gun was on the wall the whole time that she was waiting for him.

FELIX: Mackenzie. Hmm?

I think you're gonna like this.

So I'm going through the club account,

and look, two weeks ago,

$25,000 transferred to AO Boating.

AO? Adults only?

No, no.

Arthur O'Farrell.

Any sign of that money in his account?

No, but we didn't know he kept his business account open.

COLIN: So he got paid off by someone at the bowls club.

And then he bought a new car.

Who's the club treasurer?

(LAUGHS) Pull the other one. Why would I ever pay Artie a cent?

To get rid of him.

But I hadn't had any contact with Artie for decades,

until he suddenly turned up yesterday

and started calling me a cheat.

Didn't he used to go out with Helen?

Oh, years ago.

And he did a runner. Pathetic.

She hasn't even thought about him since.

Did you know that he was Mal's biological father?

What? Says who?

Says Helen.

(SIGHS)

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS) You alright?

Artie's.

Of course he is.

She really never told you?

No, detective, she never told me.

It's a lot to process,

but we need to know what you sent Artie money for.

(SIGHS) I told you, I didn't send it.

You're the treasurer. You have access to the money.

That's not how things work.

Those titles don't mean anything. We all pitch in.

We all have access to the accounts.

Does Mal know?

I don't think so.

Please don't tell him.

Just give me some time.

I don't feel good about that.

I had to ask.

A piece of information that could just destroy a family,

and we just tell him.

it feels so mean.

It's murder.

It's always mean.

Ballistics. And?

I can confirm without a doubt

Bushranger Bill's gun is the murder weapon.

How is that even possible? That's one for you guys to answer.

Gunshot residue test came back. They're all clear.

Oh, OK. Well, this visit was helpful.

Hang on.

Uh, there's a set of prints on the weapon.

Whose? Rita di Stefano.

Here we go, then. Huh.

I'll ring you with anything else.

Great. Great.

Great. Great.

Yeah.

Well, I'll go then.

Cheers.

Oh. Hello, detectives.

You've missed bridge club, I'm afraid.

Your prints are on the Bushranger Bill gun.

Of course. I'm there every day.

Cleaning, organising.

I even mowed the lawns till Mal took over.

My fingerprints would be everywhere.

OK, so why did we only find your prints

and not the Red Bluff players?

Because I wiped the gun down when we were packing away.

Those Red Bluff reprobates had their grubby fingers all over it.

You didn't mention that when we questioned you.

You want me to list every tiny thing I do around there?

When it comes to a murder weapon, yes.

Well, I didn't know it was the murder weapon when you asked me.

You paid Artie $25,000 last week, didn't you?

(SCOFFS)

Where would I get $25,000 from?

From the club accounts.

You said it yourself, your fingerprints are all over the club.

Does that include the books?

What reason would I have to send money to that man?

Did you know he was Mal's father? Not until an hour ago...

(PHONE CHIMES)

...when I heard from a devastated Ted.

Poor, Mal. What's he going to think?

The phone records, Artie's mobile.

Hmm.

So Artie called the club two weeks ago.

Do you know why?

No idea.

Well, he spoke to someone for over four minutes.

Any idea who? No.

Bloody Artie O'Farrell.

Still causing trouble from beyond the grave.

There's no way to tell you who he spoke to,

but I dug around those dates, and I found this.

The day before Artie called the bowls club,

there was a transaction from Mal's credit card at Gary's Coffee Shop

in Red Bluff, which is about 50m from Artie's house.

He went and saw Artie? Why?

Mal's 40th. Ted had a turn.

Dad's got heart troubles, so he's not supposed to get revved up.

So...

Spent the night in hospital, had bloods, the works.

That's what Mal said.

Felix, can you fetch the contents of Mal's locker for me?

Yep.

You people are unbelievable.

I've just found out my whole life is a lie,

and now you think one of us is a murderer?

Just found out?

Yeah.

You didn't go to see Artie two weeks ago.

You got a coffee from Gary's in Red Bluff.

It's a long way to go for a coffee, and a pretty average one at that.

Is it because of this?

This is a blood donor card dated from two weeks ago.

We found it in your locker.

My guess, you decided to give blood after your dad's heart scare.

Do the right thing.

Then the blood types came back

and you realised you couldn't be his son.

Am I getting closer?

He's O type, I'm AB.

What led you to Artie?

The picture on the wall.

That was it?

A blood test and a picture?

Well, it's not just any picture.

Sometimes I'd go in and I'd see...

..Mum looking at it when she thought she was on her own.

I knew it meant something to her.

So that was the first place I started.

But Artie turned me away.

He didn't want anything to do with me, and that was the end of it.

At least now I know why I've always been such a screw-up.

You're not who your father is.

He's not my father.

I don't care about blood groups or biology,

Ted raised me, he's my father.

And I couldn't have asked for a better one.

Your biological father completely denies you?

That is a pretty strong motive. They all have motives.

What we need is one simple answer.

How did the killer move that gun without being seen?

How did they get it back on the wall again?

If we can understand the how,

we can understand the who and understand the why.

It's Daisy.

You might want to get down to the surf club.

OK.

FELIX: Hey, Daisy. Hey. Thank you.

I think he's getting a bit loose.

I don't think you're his favourite person.

You know, I tried to convince him to leave, but he's refusing.

And I've got a special event tonight.

Well, Gran was right.

I'm an O'Farrell after all.

Trump.

Look at Artie. He never changed.

You'd think Mum would have learnt her lesson

the first time he skipped out on her.

So, you spoke to her about it? Ha!

She won't admit,

after all those years,

that she was ready to turn her back on Dad for Artie.

And he still stood her up.

Probably serves her right.

(HORN HONKS)

DAISY: Uh...cab's here.

I got it. Come on, bud.

I can manage on my own.

I'm just trying to have a drink.

Poor bloke.

What if it wasn't their spot?

The Moreton Bay fig.

I mean, why wouldn't he show up if he left Helen that note?

You think she got the wrong location?

Or what if the note wasn't left for her?

Well, who was it for?

How did Artie afford to start his fishing company

when he left Dolphin Cove?

Maybe Bushranger Bill left him a tenner.

(BLOWS AIR NOISILY) It's all yarns.

Eh? You don't believe it?

There were two bushrangers.

Wait. What?

Two bushrangers?

Bill and his blackfella partner.

(BALLOON POPS) (ALL EXCLAIM)

Oh, sorry. Sorry, everyone.

Sorry.

Two bushrangers.

There's history, there's myth...

..and then there's what happened.

It's all in the yarn.

Reggie, do you still have access to the school library?

Yeah. Uh-huh?

Keep going. Thanks, Daisy.

How do you turn a fact into a myth, and then a myth into a legend?

I mean, the answer's pretty simple -

it's just time and a good storyteller.

Everything about this crime

is the difference between fact and myth.

This was a murder 100 years in the making.

Like the story of Bushranger Bill,

who fought a gun battle with the governor

on the siege of Black Tuesday and left everyone �10.

That was a myth.

And then there's Artie O'Farrell, who also disappeared into the night,

breaking Helen's heart,

and then turned up 40 years later at a bowls match.

Coincidence?

Myth.

And then there's the gunshot ringing out

with the murder weapon fixed to the wall.

Ooh! That was the biggest myth of them all.

And behind each of those myths was a great storyteller.

And, like all great stories, it started by chance.

Just a blood test, two weeks ago,

and a son who followed the trail as best he could,

only to be turned away by his biological father.

But it doesn't end there. Oh, no.

For a hustler like Artie O'Farrell, it was an opportunity.

So he called you on the bowls club phone, Rita.

Bushranger Bowlo.

Give him 25,000 and he'd keep quiet.

Quiet about what?

Mum?

Quiet about what?

Are you going to tell her or am I?

You paid Artie to leave all those years ago.

Mum?

You never approved of him

and you would have done anything to stop him marrying your daughter,

even when you found out she was pregnant.

That never happened.

Hmm.

Artie - perennially broke, family with nothing.

He leaves town, no explanation, and next week buys a boat?

Is that all just a coincidence?

But all's well that ends well with you, Rita.

I mean, sure, Helen's heartbroken, pregnant to a man she loves,

but soon enough, she marries Ted.

Baby's born, life goes on.

Once Artie knew the paternity, he knew that you would pay him again,

even 40 years later.

And you did.

MAN: $25,000 transferred to AO Boating.

Job done, secret safe.

Until you saw his name on the team list.

And you knew, oh, it wasn't going to end.

He'd spent your money on a fancy car and he was coming back for more.

The note he left you confirmed it.

Helen thought the note was for her.

But you knew it was meant for you.

What was your spot?

OK. My guess is the front green.

Your father had this painting commissioned, hmm?

See, I just...I remembered him as, you know, smaller.

This was taken when Bushranger Bill was alive.

Do you notice anything?

I mean, he is... he's definitely smaller.

But also he has a partner.

Two bushrangers - one white, one Indigenous.

Bushranger Bill and Midnight Mo.

Each with an identical gun.

Your father bought these guns at auction

and he hid the second gun,

making sure no-one ever knew about Bushranger Bill's offsider.

And then he spun his great yarn.

Apart from you, no-one knew

that the second gun existed or that it worked.

But that is the gun that you shot Artie O'Farrell with.

But still...

..why didn't Senior Sergeant Strong and the others

see you on the green after the shot?

I mean, you can't move fast enough to get away.

How is that possible? And this, it's the best yarn yet.

Actually, it's my favourite bit. There was never a gunshot.

No. What? I heard a gunshot. We all did.

Yeah.

(WHISPERS) Give it.

The only way to get away with it

was to muffle the shot that killed Artie.

And to create a fake shot by blowing out the tyre on the lawnmower

using the air compressor.

Constable Wilkinson found the burst tyre in the rubbish.

You know that lawnmower - you used to mow the lawns.

You knew it would take time for the tyre to blow.

Enough time for you to wash the residue off your hands

and be seen in the clubhouse moments after the bang.

(CLAPS HANDS) Oh! (GUNSHOT)

But that gunshot was just one more myth.

What was that?

The best you could do in the moments after the gunshot rang out

was switch the murder weapon with the inoperable gun

while everyone went to investigate the noise.

Putting it in plain sight,

making sure we didn't look anywhere else for it,

and making sure we never linked it to you.

But we did.

Constable Wilkinson found the inoperable gun in your garage.

It was an impeccable yarn...

..told by a master storyteller from a long line of storytellers.

Or alternatively, it's just an alibi that completely fell apart.

I was looking out for my family.

And I was right, wasn't I?

He was no good. He never was.

I was right. Hmm.

It must feel very satisfying.

Rita di Stefano, you are under arrest

for the murder of Arthur O'Farrell.

Anything you say or do may be taken down and used as evidence.

Please stand.

Maybe it's better that they know.

Just have the truth out there.

Whoa. I don't know. In my family, we take our secrets to the grave.

Are you saying the truth's overrated?

No, just complicated and very, very awkward to talk about.

Um, you'll say no, but we're going to go for dinner at the surf club.

Taco night? $12 steaks.

I mean, I'd be lying if I said they weren't on the tougher side,

but for 12 bucks...

Yes. Understood. Maybe...

(STAMMERS) Hang on, yes?

You having me on?

No, I'm... I'll meet you there.

Well done, everyone, and thank you.

Bowls this weekend, boss. Oh, yeah.

We've got a replay of the abandoned match with Red Bluff.

Aren't they a man down?

Advantage us, then.

(SIGHS) Savage.

I wonder if the real Bushranger Bill and Midnight Mo story

will ever come out.

Maybe if we start talking about it now,

in 100 years, everybody will catch on.

Maybe 200 years for Dolphin Cove,

'cause everything moves slow around here.

But I'll be sure to let everyone...know.

Cheers. Thanks for saying goodbye.

(DOG BARKS) Oh!

Hello, beautiful.

Hello. What are you doing here all by yourself, huh?

Oh!

(GASPS)

Oh! Oh, no!

Oh, God. Oh, awkward.

Oh, awkward.

No, no, no, no, no.

(HORN HONKS)

OK, he's gonna do it.

OK. No, Frankie.

Stay. OK, OK.

Oh, I, um... Look, I wasn't spying.

What?

You know, I'm coming here for a drink with my colleagues,

and I definitely wasn't spying on anyone on the beach

who was proposing...

..or not proposing, as it were.

No, none of my business.

What are you talking about? Um...

You had the ring out, and then you...

Why didn't you?

(SIGHS)

Mack, I...

(LIGHTS CRACKLE, ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYS)

What's this?

Oh. Oh.

(CLEARS THROAT)

# Well, I've always known... #

Glenn Albert Strong...

..you gorgeous, massive nerd,

you're my...you're my absolute favourite.

(LAUGHS)

You make me feel safe and...

..beautiful and...and loved.

And I think that's about as good as it gets.

So...

# Someone to help me... #

..here, where it all began,

I wanted to ask...

..will you marry me?

# Oh, baby... #

Yes.

(OTHERS CHEER) Brilliant!

# Carry you, carry you, carry you... #

It was Charles Ogden, my ancestor,

who slit his own throat

with this very knife.

I think he's bolted it!

The only way out was bolted from the inside.

Unless it's a ghost, there has to be an answer.

I'm going back to London.

It's all I've wanted since the day I got here, is to go back.

Will you go back?

You know that if you don't have love,

you don't have anything.

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