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(Harrow) Previously on Harrow...

(Dass) I want to see if I can postpone
the cremation of some remains.

(Stephanie) I just got a visit
from your friend, Soroya Dass.

Is Robert dead?

Beg your pardon?

(Dass) How much did you
dislike Robert Quinn?

(Harrow) I didn't dislike him.

I hated him.

(Callan)
I know you want a place of our own.

My stepmum said it's ours, if we want it.

(dramatic music playing)

We'll go.

(Dass) Quinn's phone went black
on October 3rd.

I want to search that bushland
and trawl that dam.

Six recruits and a supervisor. One day.

(siren wailing)

(kisses)

(bird chirping)

(dramatic music playing)

(car passing by)

(brakes skid)

(vehicle crashes)

(engine starts)

(theme music playing)

(dramatic music playing)

I see.

(sighs)

- (Kiriakos) You're off the case.
- You're kidding me.

You should be thanking me
for not suspending you.

I authorized six recruits.

- Now I have to pay for 16.
- Slip of the pen.

Do you believe that those river bones
in that concrete are Robert Quinn?

I do.

Yeah, I think Harrow does too.

He stopped the bones from being cremated.

(Kiriakos) Okay, I'll ask it.
What do we do about Harrow?

(Dass) What do you mean?

He means I don't think we can
tell Harrow about this.

Oh, that's not fair.

(Kiriakos) It's a conflict of interest.
He was married to Quinn's wife.

I just need Harrow to focus on his work,

and if he finds out that those bones
could have been Steph's husband, then...

Oh, we get it, we get it.

I mean, Harrow still has feelings
for Steph and now it'll become personal.

What?

Oh, you and Harrow?

- It's nobody's business.
- (Kiriakos) It's mine now.

You're definitely off this case.

Can't afford to have you distracted,
either.

- Bryan. Maxine.
- Nick.

If, ah, those river bones require some
more work, can you deal with Fairley?

Yeah.

(vehicles passing by)

Falsified a request form?

- It's a good find, though.
- Right?

- Yeah, just don't tell your boyfriend.
- Mmm.

(indistinct chattering)

(voicemail) You've reached Sergeant Dass,
Scenes of Crime. Leave me a message.

What was the "X" you left me this morning?

What did it mean? Was it X-rated?

I'd have thought I was at least
a double-X, maybe even a triple.

Let me know you're okay.

Did I miss the coup?

That says "To Professor Maxine Pavich."

Are you stealing both of our identities?

Uh-uh-uh! This was in my pigeon hole.

I don't want to think
about your pigeon hole.

Do you know who called
Maxine this morning?

Ah, Captain Rhetorical
from the SS Don't Answer?

Professor Lucien Gotti, from the Geneva
Institute of Science and Medicine.

However, Pavich isn't here.
How do you know?

Lucien Gotti was "impressed"
by my paper on Path-Physiology of Shock.

You know what it is?
I'm being head-jobbed.

- Headhunted, I think you mean.
- Whatever.

The Geneva Institute of Science
and Medicine wants me.

Hey!

Personal mail, personal Skypes?
You're crossing the line, Lyle.

- This, coming from you?
- It's not your business.

Oh, you're jealous.

Oh, look, it's my two favorite people...
Well, not favorite people but...

(alarm sounds)

(man on PA) Urgent, check-in, please.

What is it?

Motor vehicle accident.
Middle aged woman, adult son. Enjoy.

No, no, no, no, no, I've got plenty to do.

Yes, but if you do these,
I'll have nothing to do, so...

- I am not doing these.
- Yes, you are.

You two can work together.
I want to see if it's possible.

(both talking at once)

I said "Work together". What is that?

- Oh, this was misdelivered.
- Mind your own business, Daniel.

And get those two to the viewing room.
There's a relative who wants to ID them.

- Why can't you do it?
- I have an international call.

(knocking on door)

(door opens)

Hello, I'm Daniel and this is Simon.
Please, come in.

I'm Tiff Swale
and this is Audrey Matheson.

(door closes)

There is, ah, no easy way to do this,
Audrey.

You okay?

Okay. Do you want to go?

Can I stay with her for a bit?

Yes, of course.

(mellow music playing)

(door opens)

(dramatic music playing)

(indistinct chattering)

(camera beeps, shutter clicks)

(mobile phone rings)

- Hi.
- (Harrow) Hi. Do I need proof of life?

Well, if you don't like women
leaving before you wake up,

you shouldn't live on a boat.

(chuckles) Where are you?

Half an hour out of town on an MVA.

Ah, that's a bit straightforward for you,
isn't it?

Double fatality.

Female 60's, male 30's?

(Dass) Ah, you've got them.

Yes, their daughter just ID'd them.

Coming in for the autopsies?

Ooh, swoon.

No, I'm gonna, um, stay
and check this vehicle in.

Okay.

I just need coffee. (chuckles)

- Talk to you soon.
- Bye.

(knocking on door)

(door opens)

- Hi, Steph.
- Bryan. Hi.

Got a minute?

- Yeah, come in.
- Thanks.

Good news, bad news. Good news: tickets.

Bad news: doesn't leave till after five.

- Stay here and look after the stuff.
- Where are you going?

Be back soon.

Impact trauma visible on right cheek
and right mandible, consistent with car.

So, she was looking left
when she hit the tree...

Broken skin and torn musculature over
right clavicle and above right breast...

This left arm here, the scratches.

- And this femur looks to me to be broken.
- Do you mind?

Do you think he was trying to prise
her hand away from the wheel?

You do know that frontal lobe blockage can
result in involuntary muscle contraction.

- Oh, so you're thinking stroke?
- I'm not thinking. I'm observing.

You'd really leave?

Why not? I mean, you resigned
not so long ago.

That was for Fern.

- So why did you change your mind?
- That was for Fern, too.

How does your coming back help Fern?

Maybe it doesn't. I'm a screw up.

That's why I leave such
a path of destruction.

(dramatic music playing)

(birds singing)

What, are you down to your
last ginger snap?

Harrow not paying child support?

Fern's 18 now, so he doesn't need to.
And yet, he still does.

So why are you here? What have you found?

Did he insure this?

We never seemed
to have money for anything else,

but he always took care of that car.
It was his baby.

In the last ten months,
has there been a claim made against it?

Not that I'm aware of.

Thanks for your time, Steph.

Ah, we've decided Harrow doesn't
need to be distracted by this.

- What are you saying?
- I'm saying don't tell him.

(suspenseful music playing)

- I'm not starting at the head...
- Why don't you start with the head?

- I never start at the head!
- You said

- that she had a stroke.
- I start in the thoracic!

So why don't you start looking
for a cerebral haemhorrage?

Bosses.

I found something on the son's CT scan.

That is a bullet.

Is that what killed him?

The entry wound would have
been right about here.

And that is old scar tissue.

So, that bullet's been
in there a long time.

You think I'll be needing
me lucky pants tonight?

(Robert and Stephanie laugh in video)

(Stephanie)
I don't know, if play your cards right.

- Fucking disgusting.
- (Robert) Huh? What do you think?

(Stephanie)
I think you look like an idiot.

Well, if I'm an idiot,
and you're marrying an idiot,

then, logically, that makes you the idiot.

(Stephanie) Oh, well.

You're really revealing
how you think about me

on the day of our wedding, aren't you?

Well, it's better to find out
before it's too late.

It's too late.

Do you still love him?

I guess a part of me still does, yes.

They found his car.

In a dam.

They don't know whether he put it there
or someone else.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be telling
you this...

Was he in it?

Ah...

Some people think he might be dead.
Your dad doesn't.

I mean, I'm sure he wishes he was, but...

I'm sorry, you shouldn't have
to worry about any of...

(dramatic music playing)

(Simon) There.

An entry point, just below the ear,
travelling forward.

Suicide attempt?

With a handgun? That's unlikely.

And with a rifle, it was impossible.
He couldn't have shot himself.

Maybe it was an accident.
He dropped a gun, discharged.

(sighs)

Maybe, but again, how did he not know?

Word's got around about Kerrie and Glenn.

There's already a little
memorial service underway.

- None of you know, you got no idea.
- (Swale) They were inseparable.

So, who shot him?

It's hard to believe anyone would have.
The whole town loved them both.

- Go on. Bring in the sheep.
- Except for him.

Oh, Royce.

(choir singing faintly)

What do you think that's about?

Hmm. Town drunk. Who knows?
Maybe he didn't know the Mathesons.

Maybe he didn't like them.

- (Dass) Everything okay?
- Royce?

Well, he used to have my job.

I guess we're all susceptible, huh?
Don't mind him.

Could we speak to the daughter?

(Audrey) That's ridiculous.
And wouldn't that have killed him?

Normally, yes.

But the projectile missed all the major
blood vessels and brain centers.

It's unusual, but it happens.

But if the crash killed him,
when was he shot?

Years ago, maybe decades.

He would have been bleeding
quite heavily from the scalp.

Do you ever remember him
coming home bleeding?

When he was 13,
he was climbing the old windmill.

One of the bolts had rusted through.
He fell and hit his head.

I was jealous 'cause Mum kept him home
from school for three weeks.

But you're saying he was shot?

Audrey, did Glenn have any enemies?
Ex-girlfriends, boyfriends?

People he owed money to?
Did he have arguments?

Glenn wasn't interested in girls, or boys.

Glenn was simple.

He was simple before the fall
and he certainly wasn't sharper after.

But he was happy.

He loved dogs, he loved cake
and he adored Mum.

They were inseparable.

No one would have wanted to shoot him.

(mobile phone vibrates)

It's quite sad that you miss me so much.
This is why I don't have a dog.

I'm calling about Kerrie Matheson.

(snaps fingers)

(suspenseful music playing)

(Dass) Is that your ute out the front?

- Did you ever drive Glenn around?
- No. Mum insisted on doing that.

I guess it made her feel like
she was protecting Glenn.

Listen,
I don't know what else to tell you.

Do you know why she died yet?
Was it a stroke?

No, no stroke.

Did you know that your mother
had advanced breast cancer?

It had metastasised into her lungs
and liver.

One more question. I'm so sorry.

Your mother had something else
in her lungs. Spores.

Plant spores.

Her orchids.

Apart from Glenn,
they're what she loved most.

(birds chirping)

Thank you, Audrey.

So, Kerrie Matheson didn't have a stroke,
but she did have terminal cancer.

Hmm, and a mentally impaired son

who probably would have
been lost without her.

Do you think she hit that tree on purpose?

Murder-suicide? Maybe.

Orchids...

"Apart from Glenn,
that's the thing she loved the most."

Do you think Audrey
was jealous of her brother?

Enough to shoot him in the head?

If she did shoot him and didn't kill him,
why didn't she finish the job?

(mobile phone vibrates)

- Hello?
- Robert Quinn's car has come up.

(intense music playing)

What?

The cops found his car.

- How do you know?
- I'm staring at it.

I see.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't know.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

(tools whirring)

(indistinct chattering)

- Ahh, Quinn's phone.
- (man) Detective?

- So, am I walking home?
- Well, that's up to you.

Why didn't you tell me
you'd found Quinn's car?

(sighs)
I'm so sorry.

I did not want to keep that from you.

Who told you? Not Pavich? Nichols.

Ah, he went to see Steph.
Of course, she'd tell you.

So everyone knew but me?

What's everyone thinking?

Well, either Quinn put the car
in the dam himself,

or someone put it in there for him.

(vehicles passing by)

You found the car?

Yeah, and that's why I'm off the case
'cause I overstepped the mark.

- You found the car.
- Yeah.

(dramatic music playing)

Robert Quinn. Who had it in for him?

You got a phone book? (laugh)

Why, huh? Is he dead?

- Shit.
- Who owed him the most?

Quinn was shit at picking winners,
but he wasn't a fool.

He owed a lot of people,
but as far as I know,

he never owed one person more than,
I don't know, a couple of grand.

Never enough to break an arm,
or let alone top him.

Besides, dead men don't pay.

- I'm sorry.
- (sighs)

We missed the bus. 120 bucks.

We'll get another one tomorrow.

(sighs) What about tonight?

- We'll get a room.
- We'll run out of money.

We only need enough for another ticket.

(kisses)

- Nephew?
- Son.

- Peter.
- Where is he?

In Melbourne.

With his father?

Aneurysm.

Like a bullet in the brain.

(mellow music playing)

Oh. Sorry.

(rain pattering)

(thunder rumbles)

- (Stephanie) It's late.
- Fern called.

She told me about Quinn's car.

Nichols told me not to tell you.

And you didn't?

How does knowing about Rob's car help you?
What can you do?

(thunder continues)

What do you think they're gonna do?

The police?

They'll just keep going.

They won't stop now until they know
whether Robert is alive or dead.

And if he's dead, they won't stop
until someone's charged.

What should I do?

How do you feel about it?

I'm glad they found it.

Dale, I've gotta go.

(birds chirping)

This is that Holly, isn't it?

And this is you.

You were the Sergeant here
when Holly went missing.

Why didn't you go into the church
for Glenn and Kerrie yesterday?

Everyone loved them. Except you.

I found a bullet in Glenn's brain.

It had been there a long time.

You know who might have shot him?

Like you say, everyone loved him.

Like I say, except you.

(dogs barking)

I was the cop here, when Glenn was a kid.

Around that time,
there was a string of animals found dead.

Mutilated.

Cats. A sheep, stray dogs.

- You didn't catch anyone?
- No.

But it all stopped after Glenn Matheson
hit his head at the farm.

Thing is, two weeks ago,

I was in behind the showground,
and I found bones.

Dog bones. Burned.

Another stray got doused with petrol...

just like 20 years ago.

What's that got to do with Holly Ostwald?

What happened to her?

I don't know.

The person to ask
would be her best friend.

(door opens)

I want to know about Holly Ostwald.

Holly was a friend at school.

And one day, she vanished. Why?

Do you know what happened to her?

No.

Did your mother know or Glenn?

- What happened to your neck?
- I'm calling the police.

(door slam)

(distorted shouting)

(gunshot)

(door opens)

Guess we're both getting
pretty good at sneaking out.

- I didn't want to wake you.
- Wake me.

I got your message.

Audrey Matheson did report
a minor accident

in her utility five weeks ago.

What's this about?

Look at this.

- That was 20 years ago.
- Exactly.

Now, look at this.

Here is where we found the bullet
and this...

Scar tissue.
The route the bullet travelled.

Old scar tissue.

20 years old?

And what's that?
That's scar tissue too, isn't it?

Yes. Recent scar tissue.

About a month or two old.

So the bullet moved a month or two ago?

And Audrey had a minor bingle
in her ute five weeks ago.

So, the bullet shifted
and didn't kill him.

No.

The bullet is in his frontal lobe,

the part of the brain
that affects personality.

I think when that bullet shifted
about a month or two ago,

Glenn's personality changed.

- Changed how?
- Changed back.

(door opens)

Don't let Fairley see you
working on one of his patients.

Oh, I'm not, you are.
Her lungs are over there.

I need to know more about those spores.

(suspenseful music playing)

- (Royce) I can't help you.
- You can.

You were in charge of the weapons buyback.

You let Kerrie Matheson keep her .22
when she should have got a license for it.

Why?

Why does any idiot break
the rules for a woman?

I loved her.

- I let her keep it on one condition.
- That she use it.

(Dass) And there was no accident
at the farm, was there?

Glenn didn't hit his head.
His mother shot him

because of the animals
and because of Holly.

Where is Holly?

The only person who knew
for sure was shot in the head,

and his memory went with it.

(dramatic music playing)

(mobile phone vibrates)

(car door opens and closes)

- Ah, Dr. Harrow. Craig Yellowly.
- Yes, I can see you, Yellowly.

Oh. Technology.

Now listen, your diener
called about those spores.

Congratulations.
That is quite a rare find.

Now, speaking of which,
hello there, Sergeant Dass.

Ah, the spores?

Oh, yes. Stropharia Aurantiaca.

Scarlet Roundhead.

It's a New Zealand mushroom
that's not common here at all.

Well, how would Kerrie Matheson have them?

Oh, well, I suppose spores could travel
with other rare plants.

- Ah, lilies, ferns, orchids.
- Alright. Send me an invoice.

She's not here. Car's gone.

I'm going to go into town,
see if I can find the Sergeant.

You wait here. See if she comes back.

Daniel? Just wait here, okay?

(dramatic music playing)

(car engine starts)

(scraping sound)

(Audrey crying)

(Audrey sniffles)

(sobs continue)

(Harrow) Holly.

Did you know she was here?

(Audrey) Mum always said,
"Don't go in the orchid house."

That was her private space,
and know I know why.

And I knew about Glenn.

From when we were little.

From when I came home from school
and found my dead mouse.

After that, Mum never
left me alone with him.

But he would still get out
and do... bad things.

Mum tried to get help for him.

I guess she hoped he'd just stop,
but he didn't stop.

He kept going.

And then he saw Holly.

(indistinct chattering)

(Audrey) I knew when Holly
went missing that it was Glenn,

but I never knew he killed her
on the property.

I found Mum one night in the kitchen.

She looked so tired.

She told me, no matter what I heard,
to stay in bed.

I didn't know what she
was going to do until...

(gunshot)

The next morning...

everything changed.

Glenn changed.

The devil became the angel.

I guess Mum figured, what was the point
in having him arrested?

She tried to kill him

and in return got this simple,
beautiful boy.

What was the point in telling anyone?

Holly's family.

We said he hit his head.

And everyone fell in love
with the new Glenn, even Mum.

But she never left me
alone with him again.

Until her car broke down
a couple of months ago.

I offered to pick Glenn up
from the bakery and I...

I had an accident.

(tire screeches)

And then he changed.

And this?

That's when Mum knew she had to finish
what she started 20 years ago.

I knew about the cancer.

I think that made it easier.

She sacrificed herself
because she loved her child.

Guess there's something laudable in that.

She also hid a murder.

Yeah, well, that is unforgiveable.

Nevertheless, it's fascinating.

Frontal lobe injury resulting
in dramatic changes to social behavior,

IQ, sexual interests,
but then a second change?

You should write a paper.

Publish? No, I think I'll leave publishing
for those who want to work in Geneva.

(beeps)

- When were you going to tell me?
- When it concerns you.

- So you don't think it does?
- No. It's not your business, Daniel.

And believe it or not, not every decision
is made for the greater good.

When were you going
to tell me about Quinn's car?

Keeping that from me was
for the "greater good"?

Yes.

- Don't you trust me?
- Of course, I trust you.

But what good does knowing do for you?
What if Quinn is dead?

What if the bones you've been
banging on about are Quinn's?

He was a bad egg,
and we all warned Steph about him.

Look, it is what it is.

And if Quinn is dead, then you know
that Bryan will find the killer.

You just need to sit tight
and keep doing your work.

Here we go.

(man on PA) The 11.45 bus to Gold Coast
is leaving from Bay 14.

Seriously?

- I can't go yet.
- Why?

- I have some things I need to find out.
- What?

What?

You know I love you.

But you still can't tell me
what's going on?

Here.

What?

Like you say,
I won't need it once I'm there.

- No, no, Cal, just wait a few days.
- I can't.

(bus engine starts)

- Hi.
- Harrow.

Bloody shame Quinn's parents are dead.

We'd have the DNA sorted
and we'd know for sure.

- You're on the case?
- Now his car's up.

You and Dass, eh? You're bloody terriers.

I thought I wasn't supposed to know.

Ah, yeah. No, well, Maxine
said you worked it out.

Hey, listen, tell me.

How much do you think his
wedding band was worth?

I don't know. You'd have to ask Steph.

Men's wedding band?
I'd say no more than a grand.

Yeah, agreed. Hardly worth the trouble
of cutting it off.

You know, that might not be Quinn.

Mm. Right, we're diving again.

If we find that skull,
it'll be a done deal.

(mobile phone rings)

Hmm. I'd best away.

Good work on keeping these.

We're gonna nail this one.

- Nichols.
- (door opens)

(dramatic music playing)

(telephone ringing)

(indistinct chattering)

- Hey, Bryan.
- Oh, gidday Nick.

You found his phone, hey?

Yeah, and got a warrant
for his voicemails.

Now, we found a message on Quinn's phone
October the second,

which is the day before
his car went into the dam.

It's from Steph Tolson.

(voicemail) Hi, this is Rob. Leave a
message, and I promise I'll call you back.

(Stephanie) That's it, I had enough
of this, you arsehole.

When I find you I'm going to kill you.

(suspenseful music playing)

(theme music playing)