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[Harrow] Previously,
onHarrow...

[Fern] Dad thought
it was all connected.

The chemist must know
something. I'm gonna
go talk to him.

You planted that Fentanyl
in my apartment.

I had no idea what he was
gonna do with those drugs!

-Who did this to me?!
-The les you know the better!

-Now go!
-[Pavich] Laurie Badcoe
conducted the PM

on Francis Chester.

Is it possible he found
a way out of that prison?

[Laurie] That dangerous
creature died in captivity.

You put people
second to the job, and
they end up getting hurt.

[Harrow] Simon was
obsessing over my case.

I'll never forgive myself
for what happened.

How many people have you
told about Chester?
Let it go, Daniel.

Before somebody else gets hurt.

Please, Francis, no!

No! No!

The doctors told me
my tumours were inoperable.

They said... there was no hope.

But I refused to give up.

MFL.

Minerals For Living.

Conventional medicine
couldn't save me,

but alternative medicine has.

Hey, Taylor, it's just me.

You can turn your back
on cancer medicine
that doesn't work...

[Taylor continues, indistinct]

Take control.

Start getting your life back.

[theme music]

[panting]

She was in my office,
on my computer,
looking up autopsy files.

-[Steph] Well, I don't know why!
She didn't come home-
-Sorry about that!

Where were you?

-[Fern] Shit.
-[Steph] Fern? What's going on?

Dad, someone's behind all this.
You were right all along.

-What do you mean?
-[pounding on door]

-[Jill] Police. Open up.
-I went and talked to Markides,
the chemist.

And he basically admitted
that he set me up.

-Fern, you're not
allowed near him!
-[Jill] Ms Tolson, let us in.

Markides owned a horse
with Ross Moran, who's dead.

Simon went and visited
Ross Moran, and now
he's dead, too.

-[Steph] Okay. Okay!
-Dad, it's all connected.

Fern Harrow, you're under
arrest for Arson

resulting in the death
of Timothy Markides.

Think very carefully
about what you say.

The neighbour has your daughter
coming out of Markides' house

just before it went up
in flames.

This is bullshit.
Fern is not a murderer.

Just like
she's not a drug dealer?

Dad, I didn't do it.

You need to tell me
what's going on.

So when it seemed Simon's
death was an accident,

I started to doubt
everything else.

But Fern didn't.

She kept looking.

And this person you say
is behind all this,

you're saying
he escaped from gaol?

So, how do we know that Fern's
gonna be safe in prison?

She'll be in
a women's remand centre.

The new inmates will be
watched closely.

And what about you or me?

I mean, are we in danger?
You were shot, for God's sake.

I think you should stay
somewhere else for a while.

And we need to talk
to Callan too.

I mean, we've been trying
to keep her out of gaol
this whole time.

And now what? She could be
facing murder charges?!

I mean, we can't just
leave her in there!

We won't.

I just need to prove
that I'm right.

How?

[Pavich] An exhumation order?
No, absolutely not.

It's the only way to prove
that autopsy was wrong
and Chester is alive.

Hang on, I thought you'd
put this to bed.

What has changed?

Fern's been arrested for arson.

What? Arson?

Markides? The body that's
on its way here now?

Maxine, you've known her
since she was a baby.
She didn't do this.

Okay, look, Daniel,
if I thought for one second
Chester was alive,

I would sign an exhumation
request on the spot.

But I cannot get past
a post mortem

performed by one of the state's
most respected pathologists.

-Laurie Badcoe.
-Who was once your
supervisor and mine.

Do you really think he
would've got it wrong?

And even if I did
put a formal request in,

do you think
the Deputy Coroner
would agree?

[bell rings]

-That Markides' body now?
-Yeah--

Daniel!

Harrow...

Don't get any ideas.

I have assigned
this one to--

Harrow, the cleaners are
complaining about you again.

-Why?
-You won't let them
into your office.

That's because they
throw away important things.

What, like germ theory?

Like my last coffee mug.

[Fairley] Which hadn't been
washed since the Boer War.

I gave it a rinse...
in the late 90s.

-[woman] Lyle. Okay.
-[Fairley] Okay.

Maybe you should
take a few days.

God knows you've got
about three years owing.

No.

There's nothing I can do
until Fern faces court again.

Maybe it will help if I
stay and focus on work.

Good. You can join Grace.

She's with Bryan
at a crime scene.

Let Fairley do this.

If there's anything to be found,
he'll find it.

And if there's a link
to Chester,

I promise I will sign
an exhumation request.

[Fairley] That's done.
Enjoy your long weekend.

-[man] I will.
-[Fairley] take him to
exam room two.

Lyle, I need you to check
the victim for succinylcholine.

-Why would I do that?
-Because I'm asking,

and I'm desperate.

And I never once told anyone
about that time you took
hula hoop classes.

They were excellent
for my lower spine.

Believe in yourself, yeah?

Believe in what
your body is telling you.

You can do what I've done.

You can turn your back
on cancer medicine

that doesn't work.

Okay, so I'm going to
need you to take me
through everything once more.

How's Fern?

Homicide have been asked
to prepare a preliminary brief.

Hey, look, I know you, I know
Fern, but think how this looks.

Fern would never do
something like that.

Well, who did?

Dead men don't
tend to light fires.

She's in gaol, Bryan.

I've got to prove that
Chester is still alive.

Okay, well I'm sorry
to have to say this, mate,
but you'd better do it fast.

Because if that fire
wasn't an accident,
Fern's got no chance of bail.

She'll be in prison
for a very long time.

[camera shutter snaps]

-[Harrow sighs]
-Did Maxine send a babysitter?

-I think I'm the one
she wants babysat.
-Makes sense to me.

So, what happened here,
apart from the obvious?

[Nichols] This is Taylor Ford.

And I should know
that name because...?

She's very big in
the alternate therapy world.

Cancer cures, morning TV,
the podcasts.

Nearly two million followers.

My interests are broader than
what you give me credit for.

Significant cranial trauma.

Yeah...

Looks like she fell,
landed here,

never regained consciousness.

Shame, after all
she's been through.

It's awful, but, uh...
what's the big mystery?

Well, actually,
there is no mystery.

A courier comes in,

sees a bloke
bent over the body.

He does a runner.

We pick him up.

Connor Harris.

Active on Taylor's website.

Active?

Hate mail and death threats.

Why?

Because his girlfriend...
is dying.

Stage 4 breast cancer.

He blames Taylor here
for his girlfriend turning her
back on conventional medicine.

And I presume he claims
he found her this way.

Yeah, but can't explain
what he was doing here
in the first place.

So, he pushed her?

And that, my friends,
is the question.

Did she fall...
or was she pushed?

...for taking this incredible
journey with me, and I'll
see you guys next time.

[Nichols] That's Taylor's
home studio.

Did her video blogs from there.

[Harrow] Hmm...

They said... there was no hope.

But I refused to give up.

MFL, Minerals For Living.

[woman screams] No!

[woman] Step back. It's fine.

-No!
-Just breathe.

-Who's that?
-That must be her manager.

[sobbing]

I heard about Fern
and the chemist.

Is she okay?

I don't know.
They won't let me talk to her.

Do you want
to talk about it?

[sighs]

Not right now,
if that's okay.

Yeah.

The chemist?!
Man, I told her not to go there!

Why doesn't she ever
listen to me?

She knew she wasn't supposed
to approach Markides.

I mean, why would she--

Why would she break
her bail conditions
and risk everything?

Because no-one believed that
she didn't steal the drugs.

Not even you believed us.

I'm sorry.

Look, so, where is she?

Huh?

Will I still be able
to see her at least?

She's in remand.
None of us can see her.

-Until when?
-I don't know, Callan.

Until we get this whole thing
sorted out.

-[frustrated sigh, then groan]
-[Steph] Look...

Dan told me that he thinks
that there's someone
behind all of this.

It's a pretty complex theory,
but what do you think?

-Is it possible?
-I don't know.

But I trust Fern,
and I trust her dad.

-So, if they that's
what they think...
-Okay, well,

until Dan sorts this all out,
I'm going to stay in a hotel
for a few days.

And you need to be
careful too, okay?

-Yeah.
-I can give you a lift to work.

No, it's fine. I got a mate
picking me up, okay.

Stay safe.

Everything okay?

-Not really.
-Oh?

-[Callan] My girlfriend's
been arrested.
-[Steph's engine starts]

Oh, mate, that's no good.

Should we head to work?

Yeah, mate.

[Harrow] Low body weight
for her age.

What sort of cancer
did she have?

Brain tumour.
Haemangioblastoma.

Von Hippel-Lindau Syndrome?

What do you make of this?

The whites are quite yellow.

Yeah, could be
the effects of cancer
or the effects of chemo.

She wasn't on chemo.

Apparently, she just ate fruit,
vegetables and that supplement.

[Harrow] Oh. We'll need to get
those ingredients tested.

Mmm.

Petechial haemorrhaging.

It could be as a result
of body placement.

Was her head below her body
when the police got there?

Yes, but not long enough for
that kind of vessel damage.

[Harrow] Asphyxiation?

Perhaps her throat
is obstructed.

Jaw intact, no external
sign of being choked.

-[machine powers up]
-[computer beeps]

The lining is burnt.

Yeah. That scar tissue is from
frequent and violent vomiting.

[Grace] I've seen that
in bulimia sufferers.

-And her teeth are damaged.
-Mmm.

Stomach acid.
Taylor was one very sick girl.

That explains
the haemorrhaging.

But it doesn't tell us
if she was murdered.

Let's see what
her internals tell us.

I've seen better livers
in 50-year-old alcoholics.

Hmm? [chuckles]

I'm not 50.

And my liver might have
a few dents, but not like this.

Brain matter's healthy.
What's the state
of the rest of her organs?

[exhales] Also impaired.

Her kidneys were
barely functioning.

Now, Von Hippel-Lindau Syndrome
shouldn't cause
this sort of damage

in the rest of her body,
should it?

She might have had tumours
in her organs,

but her organs themselves
shouldn't be damaged.

How's her brain?

Well, this is the injury
from her fall.

There's certainly
a brain injury.

You can see the contusions
and a bit of localised bleeding.

But it's not
necessarily fatal.

Well, something was fatal.

Going back to the cancer,

what if the tumour
was impacting an artery?

She might have lost balance
and fallen down the stairs.

No. There is no brain tumour.

The contusion
is all that's here.

With VHL syndrome, there should
be seeing tumours in her brain,

on her spine, even her eye.

-Nothing.
-So, her alternative
therapy worked?

It didn't need to.

There's no evidence Taylor
ever had a brain tumour.

So, what are we
dealing with here?

One of those Fake Cancer
video bloggers?

Looks like it.

She looked sick.

More likely from the so-called
"health supplement"

she was ingesting to treat
the cancer she never had.

We're getting a full analysis
done of the product,

but preliminary testing's
showing mercury,
other heavy metals...

Mercury? God, even I know
that's crook.

That's why I gave up
eating fish and chips.

Not because Maxine
wanted less to hug?

Look, I've got a bloke standing
over the top of her body
who sent her death threats.

Did Connor Harris
kill her or not?

It's possible his story holds
up, that he found her fallen.

We won't know more
until tox comes back.

Less to hug.

I'd like to know
how Taylor ever got a cancer
diagnosis in the first place.

[woman] Yes, I treated her.

She presented three years ago.

Dizziness, headaches.

She was terrified that
she had a brain tumour.

Why would she think that?

Both her mother
and her brother died from
Von Hippel-Lindau Syndrome.

So we took her case
very seriously.

-Do you have scans?
-Six months' worth.

CT, MRI, bloods,
everything came up clear.

She wouldn't believe it,
kept asking for more tests.

In the end, she walked out,
saying she wanted
to get a second opinion.

Do you know who
she saw next?

I don't think
she saw anyone else.

Why?

One of her MRI scans came back
after she stormed out.

Again, all clear.

When she didn't respond
to phone calls,
we sent it to her.

Along with a letter
confirming there was
absolutely no brain tumour.

No response.

And no other oncologist has ever
requested her complete file.

Then, a year later,

I happened across her video.

Turning her back
on conventional medicine?

Because it couldn't
treat her condition.

She didn't have a condition.

You didn't follow up?

I tried, but her manager
wouldn't let me
anywhere near her.

Her manager?

I still can't believe
she's gone.

She fought like crazy
against her cancer.

To die like this just...

You two must have
been very close.

Did Taylor have family?

She was only 11 when
her mother and brother died.

No dad?

Just a series of foster homes.
None of them great.

And then she came in
for a modelling cold call.

She was going to be the next
big thing, and then cancer
killed her modelling career.

And launched her
Minerals For Living career.

This was not just
about making money.

This really works.

Taylor had a scan
two weeks ago.
Her tumour had gone.

She never had one.

Taylor never had
Von Hippel-Lindau Syndrome.

But I was there
for all the tests.

Which came up negative.

And then she got
that final scan.

-That gave her the all clear.
-What?

That's not what
Taylor told me.

It'll be here somewhere.
She kept everything.

Try this one.

Connor Harris.

Hate mail.

Yeah, I told her we should
go to the police about him.

She said it was the price
she paid for getting
her message out there.

Here.

"Scans display no traces of
brain tumour, past or present."

So the whole thing was a lie?

What about her symptoms?

The fainting, the dizziness,
the vomiting?

More than likely
caused by the cure.

Well, what do I do?

People believe in this.

We're still mailing this stuff
out to hundreds of clients.

Then I suggest you stop.

Well, it's all over anyway.

Connor Harris killed her.

He killed all of this, too.

[Callan] So there's no proof
this other guy you say shot
you killed the chemist?

-Not yet, no.
-So, her stay in gaol
is not temporary?!

-Callan...
-I don't know what to do!

I don't.

Look at you.

You've got nine degrees
and you don't know what to do.

-I'm doing everything
that I can.
-I know.

I'm just...

I'm just really scared
that's not enough.

'Cause none of this--
none of this is Fern's fault.

I know!
It's mine!

And I'm going
to make it right.

[sighs]

I cannot talk to you about it.

I know why you need to know.
I heard about Fern.

But anything I say could
compromise her as well.

Then just tell me that you ran
the tests for succinylcholine.

I'm telling you
nothing of the sort.

The only thing I could say,

from one colleague to another,

hypothetically talking
about scientific matters,

is that a body that has
been in a significant fire

would not be a candidate
for the testing of something

in such minute traces
as succinylcholine.

I am sorry.

[cellphone vibrates]

Ah!

Daniel! How are you, old bean?

-Good.
-[Laurie chuckles]

You would love this one.

Jack Russell terrier
versus brown snake.

The owner got in between
the two, poor chap.

Got bitten by both,
but you'll never guess
which one killed him.

The dog.

Ah. Well, exactly.

Snake's venom wasn't
strong enough to kill him.

He got bloody sepsis
from the dog bite.

Because he was too proud to
seek help when he needed it.

Yeah. Right, all right,
what's going on?

You remember when
I came to see you at Port
Astor?

We discussed Francis Chester?

Yes.

I'm sorry to bring
this up again, but

is there any way that body
you autopsied was not
Francis Chester?

This old chestnut.

We all make mistakes, Laurie.

The burned body
from the prison,

well, if it wasn't Chester,
then who the hell was it?

I don't know.

And that body miraculously
completely matches Chester
in every way,

right down to
the bloody dental records.

Which means someone would have
had to alter those records.

Not incompetence then,
you're suggesting I'm corrupt.

No, Laurie!

I don't want it to be either.

Well, then I would suggest
that we end this call

before we say more things
that we will regret.

Laurie, please--

Laurie, you have got
to sign these forms.

I've filled in all the details
but it has to be your signature.

Are you alright?

Yeah, yeah. Fine, fine.

I'm worried about you, Laurie.

You're losing weight.

Why don't you come over
for dinner?

Just the two of us.

Andy's away.

Till the end of the week.

Not tonight, sorry.

But... thanks.

["Speak Loud" by Trills plays]

♪ You said you were going out

♪ But I heard you
through the walls ♪

♪ I said "Don't go far"

♪ You had me searching
For reasons ♪

♪ But I was in the dark

♪ You and me after
You and me before ♪

♪ Time splits in two
On both sides of the door ♪

♪ You and me after
You and me before ♪

♪ Time splits in two
On both sides of the door ♪

[man] You've reached the office
of the Deputy Coroner.

-Please leave a message.
-[beep]

Doug, it's Dan Harrow.

I really need to talk to you
about something... sensitive.

You've got my number.

[song continues faintly]

[cellphone rings]

-Doug?
-[woman] This is the Adult
Women's Remand Centre.

Is this Daniel Harrow?

Yes.

Will you accept a call
from Fern Harrow?

Yes, yes!

[line rings]

-[Fern] Dad?
-Bub, you okay?

Yeah, but the calls are timed,
so I won't have long.

So, you're alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Dad, have you found anything
about the fire?

No. Not yet, but I will.

I'm getting in touch with the
Deputy Coroner. He'll have--

No-one believes you, do they?

No.

Well, I do.

[woman] Time's up, caller.

Doug, it's Dan Harrow again.

I'm sorry to be annoying,
but it really is quite urgent.

Good morning.
What are you doing?

-Having coffee.
-You don't drink coffee.

That's why it's untouched.

So, why are you really here?
Who are you avoiding?

Connor Harris,

the man arrested
for Taylor Ford's murder,

his girlfriend Rebecca is here.

Ah. The stage four one?

Mm-hmm.

Where?

The police wouldn't
talk to me,

um, but... I need
to talk to someone.

My boyfriend
didn't kill her.

He wouldn't.

[coughing]

Pain?

Yep.

Are you taking
anything for it?

How long have you got?

Um... three months.

Well, two and a half now.

So the doctors
told me.

I saw Connor's emails
to Taylor.

He said he wanted her dead.

He was just frustrated...

with me.

He can't understand
why I gave up on the chemo.

But MFL works.

It worked for Taylor.
It cured her.

It actually didn't.

Those supplements
were making her sicker.

If you're taking them,
I suggest you stop.

No.

She posted her last scan.
Her brain tumour was gone.

[sighs]

She never had a brain tumour.

I'm afraid you've been
terribly misled.

[groans]

You're all in it together.

Doctors.
Big pharmaceuticals.

Protecting your reputations.

We're not. It's Taylor
who was deceiving people.

My boyfriend is not a killer.

So, if you think that he did it,
you're wrong.

[Grace] You believe her?

I believe her belief.

She's convinced her boyfriend's
not the killer.

I don't think he is either.

Lab results are back.
Everything you'd expect.

High levels of heavy metals
in her brain and other organs.

No wonder she was so sick.

Mercury, lead, aluminium.

Well, that explains the
vomiting, the fainting spells.

Only, Connor's defence will be
able to argue that she fainted
and fell, she wasn't pushed.

Only you don't think
the brain injury from the fall
is what killed her.

And Connor can't even explain
why he was there at all.

Hovering over her body.

"Hovering"?

Yes, why was he hovering?

[exhales]

I thought this inner lip damage
was from the fall.

I was so busy concentrating
on her throat, I missed it.

You see?
It looks... grazed.

Tissue damage from her teeth.

If someone pressed
on her nose and mouth,

that could explain the marks.

Asphyxiation.

And if she was held
tight enough to suffocate,

the killer could've left DNA
on her face.

Let's swab the skin around
her nose and her mouth.

-[cellphone vibrates]
-Hello?

What, she's here now?
I'll be right out.

Taylor's oncologist.

-[Harrow] Dr Peterson.
-Hi.

Um, we had a Practice meeting
this morning,

and I mentioned in passing
the death of Taylor Ford
and your visit.

One of the other oncologists
said Taylor made an appointment
to see her two weeks ago.

I was away at the time.

Why did she come back?

Apparently, she was becoming
increasingly worried
about her symptoms.

She knew they didn't match
what her mother and brother had.

Because they had a brain tumour
and she was being poisoned.

Did the other oncologist
run any tests?

-MRI. Again, no tumour.

And I assume Taylor took this

as evidence that her poisonous
supplements were working.

Until my partner showed her
the original letter and scan
we sent two years ago,

informing her then that
she'd never had VHL Syndrome.

She claimed she'd never
seen them before.

What? How?

I've seen them.

They're in her filing cabinet.

-She said that all her mail
goes through--
-Her manager.

You knew where to find that
letter and scan yesterday

because you only put it there
after Taylor was dead.

This is ridiculous.
I'm busy.

I need to sort
through Taylor's accounts.

Oh, yes, I'm sure you do.

Exactly how much money
were you making from
Taylor the Cancer Survivor

and her miracle supplements?
It must have been a lot for you
to hide that letter from her.

If you don't leave,
I'm calling the police.

An excellent idea.
Why don't I do it?

What's the penalty
for corporate fraud these days?

I'm guessing prison.

Wait.

By the time that letter arrived,
Taylor was well down the
Minerals For Living path.

Her social media was going nuts,
publishing and vlogging deals
were rolling in.

-The money was enormous.
-And that's all you cared about.

For her.

Once her modelling career
was over Taylor had nothing.

All I did was withhold
one letter.

But Taylor found out,
didn't she, when she went
back to the oncologist?

What happened?

I'm imagining she was angry.

We argued, yes.

-Why didn't you
tell me the truth?
-You didn't want to know!

The partnership soured
because she wanted to go public.

And I told her
we'd look like frauds.
We might both go to gaol.

Did you push her
down the stairs?

No! This happened days ago.

I was nowhere near here
when Taylor died.

[Nichols] That part checks out.

She was at a management meeting
all morning.

Five other people
confirm she was there.

She deluded
hundreds of people

into buying a product
that she knew didn't work!

She could be responsible
for their deaths.

Yeah, yeah, and I'll be
handing the whole brief
over to the Fraud Squad.

But she didn't kill Taylor.

[Harrow sighs]

Okay? Which leaves us
with Connor Harris.

-Hmm...
-Any progress on that front?

Still waiting
for DNA to come back.

And... here it is.

-DNA?
-No.

But I did ask Scientific
to run the swabs through
the mass spectrometer.

And? Cannabinoids?

Mmm. Traces.

-In the sweat
around her nose and mouth.
-Marijuana?

Why is the clean-living
yoga-loving health guru
smoking joints?

She wasn't.
No trace in her tox results.

You were right,
she was smothered.

By someone using cannabis.

The door was open, I walked in,
and I found her like that.

Now, you claim
you didn't touch her.

No.

Not even to check
if she was still alive.

I told you, no.

I could see
she wasn't, so...

Okay, well... great.

If all that's true,
we can clear you immediately.

How?

Oh, we just need
a blood sample.

-Okay. When?
-[door opens]

Well, as it happens,
we have a doctor right here.

-[door closes]
-You're gonna do this right now?

Yeah, sooner we're done,
sooner you're out of here.

How exactly is my blood
gonna prove whether Taylor
fell or was pushed?

Oh, it won't, because
the fall didn't kill her.

Taylor was asphyxiated
by someone smoking dope.

So, if there's no cannabis
in your system,
you'll be clear to go.

Wait!

Don't bother.

You'll find what
you're looking for.

You smothered Taylor Ford?

Yes.

[Nichols] Take care of it.

Don't you think that was
a little too easy?

God, I wish
they were all like that.

I mean, why is he gonna
cop to 15 years gaol for
a murder he didn't commit?

-What?
-Oh!

-Congratulations.
-For what?

Finally letting the cleaners
into your office.

I'm sure they're traumatized.

[Harrow] Stop!

[relieved sigh]

Gloves.

Whew!

[machine beeps]

[woman on P.A.]
Dr Shaw, maternity ward.
Dr Shaw to maternity.

I'm glad you've re-embraced
conventional medicine.

Although that's not what you use
for pain relief, is it?

So, um, what? You going to
arrest me for smoking dope?

No... murder.

When you covered
Taylor's nose and mouth,

your sweat left markers
from the cannabis
you've been smoking.

[coughs]

[Harrow] Cannabinoids.

[sighs]

How did you find out
she was a fake?

You must have gone
to her office

to pick up your Minerals
For Living package.

Was Connor with you?

Um, no, he'd...

driven off, um...

We'd had a fight.

I don't understand
why you keep taking this shit
when it's not working!

If I don't have your support,
then I may as well be alone!

-Okay?
-Fine!

[Rebecca] I could hear
her voice.

[Taylor] That scan you saw
posted on my website...

She sounded different, um...

Upset.

And I've just found out
I've never had a tumour.

It was all a lie.

[Harrow] A confession.

-You confronted her.
-What? No, no, no, no...

MFL works!

-You said--
-No, no, no.

I'm so...
I'm so sorry, okay?

I was so angry.

While I was getting
sicker and sicker,

she was getting
richer and richer.

She blamed her manager.

She lied to me!
She lied to all of us!

The difference is
that you're all clear,

and I've got Stage Four.
I...

I'm going to die
because of you.

You... You...

killed me!

You could have called
an ambulance.

But you didn't because
you were so angry.

[Harrow]
And the confession video?

[camera beeps]

[Rebecca] I deleted it.

[Harrow] The only problem was,

Connor came back to get you,
but you'd already gone.

Bec?

He's confessed.

He's prepared
to go to gaol for you.

Why?

Same reason he sent
those hate mails.

He loves you.

You have a decision
to make.

[cellphone rings]

[man] Exhumations are hugely
distressing for the families
of the victims.

The idea the man
who killed their loved one
might not be dead...

And it undermines
the public's faith

that we can all do our jobs.

But if Chester isn't
in that grave, then we haven't
done our jobs, Doug.

And he's already killed again,
twice that we know of.

It's a big "if" Dan.

No-one else
believes this idea.

But... I'm not happy with
the level of coincidence.

Does Chester have next of kin?

I think his mother
is still alive.

She was at the trial.

If you can get her to agree,
it would be hard to refuse.

-Louise?
-Hmm?

Louise Whitehall?

Yes?

You're not one of
my PhD students.

And you're not really
Louise Whitehall,

Louise Chester.

I think you must have me
confused with someone else.

Mother of Francis Chester,

who killed three couples
over 18 months.

You stop it.
You stop that.

I'm with the Coroner's Office.

I really need to talk to you
about your son.

What can you possibly
need to know?

My son committed awful,
awful crimes.

And I've had to live
with that for 15 years,
but he is dead now.

I don't think he is.

You want to dig up
Francis's body?

It's the only way
to know for sure.

Every day, every second,
I have to live with the fact

that my son
ended six young lives.

Every year would be a year
that they'd be older.

They would've got jobs,
had kids, would've been married.

And I lost a son, too,
by the way.

But how do I
grieve for him?

I can only grieve
for a four-year-old

who was sweet

and was the cleverest boy
in his class.

But how do I grieve
for a killer?

-You became a professor?
-Criminology.

To help you
understand your son?

Why he did what he did.

Was it me?

His father?

Where did all this
darkness come from?

If I can understand,

then maybe I can stop
some other mother's son
from killing six people.

And if I'm right,
we still need to stop this one.

No. Francis died
in a prison fire.

If anyone was smart enough
to pull this off,
it would be your son.

I've spent 15 years trying to
rebuild my life. And I'm not
gonna open it up again now.

-I can keep you out of it.
-Oh, please!

How could you promise that?
I mean, you found me.

How long will it take the media?

If I'm right, your son
has already killed again.

And if you're wrong,
then what?

You just destroy my life again?

No, no.

My son is dead,

and he's gonna
stay that way.

[line ringing]

It's me. Leave a message.
No promises.

Maxine signed this?

It turns out
Chester's mother is dead,

and with no next of kin
to object,

Maxine has been convinced
by the other arguments.

Well, it'll take a few days
to do all the paperwork, but...

it looks to me like
you've got your exhumation.

Ah, Harrow.

Good news about the hypothetical
case we were discussing earlier.

-Markides?
-Mmm. Let's not use names.

-The hypothetical
house fire victim.
-Yes, yes. No succinylcholine.

But... cause of death:
smoke inhalation while sleeping.

-But that doesn't prove Fern--
-[clears throat]

--our hypothetical suspect,
didn't set fire to the house.

Well... no,

but the Arson Squad has.

-How?
-Well, apparently, Markides--

[clears throat] ...our
hypothetical house fire victim,

fell asleep while smoking
a cigarette.

So the police won't be pursuing
an Arson charge against whoever
the theoretical suspect was.

[relieved exhale] Oh!

All right. Steady on.

That's enough.

[Harrow] I spoke to Nichols and

Fern will be released
in the morning.

-Why not right now?
-Paperwork.

Jill McCloud is no doubt
processing the release order
as slowly as possible.

All you have to do
is lay low for a few days
while the grave is exhumed.

Then we'll work out
the rest of it after that.

Great, because I'm not
loving this hotel life.

You know they charged me ten
dollars for a bottle of water?

Ah...
I'll have to call you back.

Know why I'm here?

Personal congratulations
for letting the cleaners in?

I need your ID
and your access card.

You're leaving
the building immediately.

-Why?
-Do me the favour of not
treating me like an idiot.

The Coroner rang.

To check some details

on the exhumation order

I apparently signed.

I'm sorry, Maxine.
I had no choice.

When they dig that grave up
and find it empty,
I hope you'll forgive me.

No-one's digging up
anything.

The Coroner's not proceeding
with the application.

What he is proceeding with
is a tribunal hearing
into your conduct.

Until then,
you're suspended.

[exhales]

[soulful song plays]

♪ You'll have to forgive me

♪ My haziness

It's late.

Just checking some files.

Well, don't stay back too long.
You need your beauty sleep.

Thanks, Rhon.

Ah, oh, Rhon?

Yeah?

Remember that prison fire
about six months ago?

Of course.

There was another prison death
around the same time, yeah?

Same day, I think.

An old inmate,

heart attack
in the showers?

You went and brought him in?

Uh-huh.

-Same day?
-Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Thank you.

Night, Rhon.

Night.

♪ You gave me a touch

♪ We burned that

♪ Fire of love

-[gasps]
-Jesus!

No, I'm not quite so ready
to turn the other cheek.

But kudos for vigilance.

Now, I need you
to do something for me.

Anything. What is it?

When Fern is released
from prison in the morning,

I need you to pick her up.
Don't bring her back here.

Do not leave her alone.

Take her somewhere safe.

Sure. Wait.
Where are you going?

To the hardware store.

♪ Everybody

♪ Has gone

[Harrow] Next onHarrow...

[Fern] I'm not in jail, am I?

If that was the guy's plan,
then it failed.

[Callan] Then if that's true,
then this guy's a killer, Fish.

And if your dad can't find him,
I don't know how we can.

[Nichols] But if your dad's
right about this,

he had reason
not to tell you.

[Fairley] Mr. Howard Hobson.

[Grace] Someone wrapped him up,
put him in a coffin
that was going far, far away.

[Nichols]
What in blue blazes is that?

Where is Dr Harrow?

I think he's been suspended.

Daniel's problems
are of his own making.

[screams]

[theme music]