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[Harrow] Previously on Harrow...

There was a dead young man who I thought was my son.

And the DNA results came in.

There was more than one person at the shipyard

when our victim fell to his death.

Hi, Dad.

Is James in trouble?

[Harrow] I'm not sure he wasn't involved in that boy's death.

I'm not sure I can believe a word he's told me.

- Mum had this record, too. - Did she play it much?

Only when she thought no one was listening.

You lied to me, Mum.

I guess I learned that from somewhere.

I used to be a neurosurgeon.

This boy had a tumor.

The boy who woke up lost speech, he'd lost movement.

After that, I found it really hard

to go with confidence into a brain.

- Where is your mother? - [Warrington] Louie?

- Oh, here. - What on earth are you doing

letting my son in here?

I didn't even know you had a son!

Can I see an autopsy?

- Absolutely not! - Of course you can, Louie.

I need those reports you made on Doctor Harrow,

as his supervisor, on my desk this afternoon.

You were in Harrow's email.

Tell me what the hell you're doing.

None of your business.

He's my girlfriend's father.

He's my father. And it's my business.

[Fern] How'd you get in there, anyway?

[Callan] Got this from his backpack.

There were rows and rows of operators,

ripping people off. That's what your brother was into.

It wasn't me who stole her money, it was Max.

He was gonna skip the country, and then he fell.

And the footage on your phone will prove this?

Which is why I need to get it back.

If you don't want to help James, that is fine.

But he's my brother and I'm gonna help him.

- Looking for Harrow? - No, for you.

I need you to do something.

The evidence box is available

to be collected tomorrow afternoon.

Can I see some ID, please?

[James] You are Catherine Schumann.

[Callan] What have you got Fern involved in?

I'll take that, thanks.

That's not his phone. It's his sister's phone.

[Fern] I got your phone, but we can't stay here.

James?

[motor chugging]

[forklift beeping]

Antique furniture should not smell like that.

[flies buzzing]

[theme music playing]

[clattering]

[dial tone humming]

[door opens]

[footsteps approach]

Fish?

She's-She's got him.

- Hey, calm down. - She's got James!

- Calm down. Who? Who has-- - The-the mother.

The dead boy's mother, Mila Zoric.

[Callan] That's his phone?

The cops had this?

[tires squeal outside]

- [gasps] - [Callan] Come on!

Shit!

This way.

[panting]

What the shit was that?!

I told you James was in trouble!

I told you he was trouble, man!

What now, Fish? Have you even thought this through?

I don't know.

- We're gonna go to the cops. - No!

What have you two done?

Is this because he was in the police system?

- You don't understand. - I understand perfectly.

You both have broken the law and now we can't use it.

- We're gonna go to your Dad. - No.

We used his email to get the phone.

Jesus, Fish!

- [phone ringing] - [huffs]

[Fern] That's gotta be her.

No. No, Cal, no.

You got James?

Ah, Callan. The boy who snuck into my help room.

[Callan] You're a scam artist.

So's your girlfriend. Clever.

But yes, I have James.

Tell your girlfriend if she wants her brother back--

- [ends call] - [breathing heavily]

Show me James' phone.

Taxi!

- Cal-- - This has gone too far!

Cal--

Where are you going?

Callan! Cal!

[phone ringing]

[Harrow sighs]

[sighs]

[boat creaking]

Tanya?

[phone ringing]

Harrow.

A shipping container from Conakry via Cape Town

was opened for routine inspection.

- They found this bloke. - [Harrow] Shipping container?

That's weeks at sea. Did he suffocate?

The shipping container was vented.

- Was he alone? - Technically, no.

Had about three dozen exotic birds with him.

Clearly for sale on the black market.

Sing out if you find anything noteworthy.

Do you need me involved?

- Yes. - No.

Doctor Harrow, could I have a moment, please?

Louie, can you go up to the tea room, please?

Do some homework.

Shut the door, please.

Is this about my use of departmental sugar?

I am trying to cut back.

[Warrington] This is your retirement package.

It outlines your severance, your long service,

accrued holidays, superannuation

and paperwork to finalize your access

to the department's health benefit scheme.

Are you serious?

I know this comes as a disappointment to you,

but as we discussed--

You're firing me?

Yes.

I'm your best pathologist.

Not anymore.

Sorry, Glen. Nothing personal.

I'm sorry, too, Doc.

Daniel, what's going on?

Ask Lizzie Borden.

There's something I want to--

No, not now.

You want answers, go ask Warrington.

Warrington just fired Daniel.

Oh.

Well.

Let's just do our job and at the end of the day,

we'll try to talk to the Deputy Coroner.

Fluids and externals.

Looks like he was badly dehydrated.

Yes. He has one, two, three puncture wounds

on his left index.

Let's open him up, carefully, from navel upwards.

There's obviously some gas pressure.

[Grace] So, what did your final report say?

On Harrow?

Only the truth.

Are you cutting him open now?

Oops! Louie! Did that get you?

It got in my eye.

Here. It's okay, mate. Come here.

We'll flush it out.

That's the way. Good. Good boy.

- Can you keep your eyes... - Lyle?

- [Fairley] ...under the water? - Lyle!

[Fairley] What?

I see.

[alarm blaring]

What is going on?

[guard] We're in lockdown.

Louie!

- Let me through! - [guard] I can't.

- The doors are locked. - [Warrington] Louie?

The man they found in the shipping container,

It looks like he died of a virulent hemorrhagic fever.

His organs all but dissolved.

Your son snuck in here and some fluids got in his face.

Yeah, so we need to get him to hospital, Grace!

Renee, we have to follow emergency protocol.

Until we know what this is, we can't let anyone in, or out.

Louie! Hey, baby.

You okay? I'm right here.

[Callan] Harrow.

Callan! Another glass, please, Ken.

No glass, thank you.

You know you're a hard person to find.

I'm not in the mood to argue, Callan.

- Is that-- - James' phone. We've got it.

But Mila Zoric has him.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

[phone beeps]

[Mila on phone] Dr. Harrow.

Ms. Zoric.

[Mila] Do you think any of our friends at HQ

are listening in on this call?

- No. - [Mila] Because if I get the sense

that they're involved in any way,

the reason for your call will be permanently off the table.

How do I know you have him?

[phone rings]

[connects call]

Don't do it, Dad! She's just playing!

If you hurt him,

you won't get what you want, either.

We should meet.

Okay.

[Mila] One hour.

Where?

You know where I am.

[engine starts]

[tires squeal]

[Fairley] There you go, matey.

[phone ringing]

[Harrow] I'm sorry I missed your calls.

- We have Ebola. - What?

[Grace] Or something like it. A hemorrhagic fever.

The man from the container. We're in lockdown.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, but Louie Warrington snuck into the exam room

He's caught some fluid and--

- [vomits, coughs] - [Grace] Oh, God.

[Warrington] Louie!

He's going downhill fast.

Describe the smuggler's condition.

Complete cellular breakdown of the liver,

gall bladder, upper intestine.

Um...

Heavily swollen lymph glands, severe dehydration,

hemorrhaged sinuses, sunken pupils.

[Harrow] That doesn't make any sense.

If Louie's already succumbing,

the incubation period must be extremely short.

Now, that man from the container

didn't look more than two days dead, which means

he couldn't have been infected before he embarked. So--

Yep, so, there must have been something inside the container

that gave him the disease.

Yes.

What about Biosecurity?

They're traveling. Another hour, another two for tests.

No.

I don't think we have that long.

Okay. Okay, I'm on it.

[tires squeal]

I feel really sick.

[Grace] It's all right, darling.

[phone ringing]

[Lund] Doctor Harrow.

I'm gonna need more time.

You have 58 minutes.

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

[detective] Sarge?

What's up?

It's better if you see it.

Mm-hmm.

The phone found in Mila Zoric's car.

Cybercrime wanted to try a workaround on it.

They went to fetch it, and this is what they found.

What is this, some kind of barcode screw-up?

No. I tracked the deceased associated

with this released evidence. To QIFM.

Well, who requested the release?

Show me.

It's okay, Louie, we're gonna take care of you.

It hurts.

The moment Biosecurity let us give you bloods,

they are to go straight to floor seven.

- Okay? To be tested for RNA viruses. - Mm-hmm.

- Arboviruses, Arena-viruses. - [paramedic] Yep.

Mononegavirales, but specifically Filoviruses.

- [paramedic] Yep. - [Fairley] Got it?

Lyle. Lyle.

You have to let my son out.

Renee, I can't do that.

I'll fire you.

I don't care.

[voice shaking] He needs me, Lyle.

I'm sorry.

[phone ringing]

[Grace] Where are you?

Did the dead man have any bite marks?

Yes. Uh, left index finger.

Three small puncture wounds. Why?

I think he was smuggling more than just birds.

[customs official] That's it there.

Okay, play it.

Go back. Play it again, but half speed.

Yep.

[Harrow] Freeze.

Zoom in.

Oh, hell.

[Harrow] If that thing's out, it could be anywhere by now.

Okay, keep playing it, but half speed.

Freeze. Zoom in.

Him. Who's this guy?

- So, it was a monkey. - [Harrow] I think so.

Well, that doesn't make any sense.

Why is it still alive, then? A primate should be

just as susceptible to fever as a person.

Well, which means it's not Zaire Ebola or Marburg.

RNA viruses have a high mutation rate.

This could be some aggressive new strain.

Grace, can Ben access Cyanovirin-N?

Cyanovirin? No, no, we can't give that to him.

It's too allergenic. He's too weak already.

If it is just an RNA, then it won't do him any good,

and it could kill him.

I know, but if I'm right,

it could slow it down and save him.

Okay, we've rigged up a drip, but he's burning up.

- How's his head? - What do you mean?

A symptom of these fevers

is rapid swelling of the brain meninges.

[Grace] Maybe.

You might need to relieve that pressure.

What do you mean?

I mean, open his skull.

What'd he say? Did you hear that?

And if Ben can access the Cyanovirin,

do we give it to him?

Not yet.

But call Ben. Get it ready. And, Grace?

Good luck.

[whispers, shaky breath] Jesus.

Dock worker's name is Andy Spiro.

Well, what'd he say? Did he see it?

Couldn't talk with him. Can't get any employee information

without a warrant. Tried his co-worker.

He wasn't saying much, either. He's just knocked off.

If it's urgent, I suggest you ring the Deputy Coroner.

I don't have time.

[truck engine starts]

[engine revs]

- [man] What the-- Argh! - [keys jingle]

[Harrow] I don't have time to say please.

Your mate saw that monkey,

and I'm guessing, he saw money in it!

- He grabbed it, didn't he? - Piss off!

- Didn't he?! - Yes! Yes!

I need to know if it's alive or dead.

- I don't know! - Is it?

I don't know!

What's his address?

[Warrington] What is going on?

[thermometer beeps]

He's unconscious.

Look, I know he can't come out.

Let me come in.

Renee, we cannot do that.

Glen, how far away is Biosecurity?

[Glen] Twenty minutes.

His brain membrane is swelling.

Then we need to relieve the pressure.

Grace? What's happening?

It's Louie. His temperature is spiking,

his heart rate's 160 and his meninges is inflaming fast.

I have to perform a craniotomy.

- What?! - I need to relieve

the pressure from around his brain.

You can't do that. Wait for Biosecurity.

- Well, we don't have time. - What is she talking about?

You can't perform an operation in there.

You don't have the instruments.

- He will die! - What?

Renee, I need to cut a hole in Louie's skull.

No!

I don't think we have a choice.

[Warrington crying] Come on, Louie.

Shit, shit, shit!

[phone ringing]

Nichols!

I've been trying to call you.

Harrow? It's important you know I'm recording this call.

What? Why?

'Cause your email was used to facilitate your daughter

removing private property from police headquarters.

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Nichols] Dan.

End of tether, mate.

Look, I wanna give you one last chance

to tell me the truth about James Reed.

Now, if you do, I will do everything in my power

to go easy on all four of you.

That's you, James and his mother, and Fern.

[phone rings]

You're right. James is here.

He wanted his phone from Max Zoric's car.

He says he can prove that

he had nothing to do with Max's death.

I couldn't figure out how to get it, and I told him so.

Tanya and I tried to get him to sit down with you,

but he was scared, Bryan.

And why should I believe any of this?

[Harrow] I wouldn't blame you if you don't.

You're a good man, Bryan,

and I shouldn't have lied to you.

But I was scared, too.

I was scared of losing my son right after I found him.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied.

Look, and I'm sorry again, because I've gotta go.

- No, no, Harrow-- - [call disconnects]

[knock on door]

[Harrow] Andy!

Andy?

[thunder rumbles]

[thumping, banging]

[Harrow] Andy!

Andy!

We won't do it if you say no.

[sniffles]

Save him.

[Fairley] All right.

Andy!

Please! Stop!

I need that!

- [Andy] Huh! - Ugh.

Andy, I knowwhat you've got there.

There's nothing in here, mate.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I saw it escape from the container.

It's diseased, Andy. It bit you, didn't it?

Well, that's not your problem, is it?

A boy is dying, right now.

He was contaminated by the man in the container.

He died of this disease and now the boy has it,

and you have it, too.

Andy, please.

I need to know how it died.

Did it die of the disease or did you kill it?

A boy's life depends on it!

[Fairley] Grace.

He's stopped breathing.

No. No. Louie. Louie!

CPR.

[phone ringing]

[Grace] Daniel, what have you found out?

- [Harrow] Give Louie the shot! - What?

I have the monkey. It's a macaque. It's dead.

- [Grace] The fever? - No. Broken neck.

It was a carrier, but no swollen glands

or any other symptoms, so give Louie the Cyanovirin, now!

Give me the dose. Just-- here!

[tape ripping]

Come on!

[whispers] Come on, baby.

Come on.

Come on, mate. For your mum.

[voice breaking] Come on, Louie.

[deep sigh]

[takes breath]

[crying]

Good boy.

Dad! Why have you come here? I told you she can't be trusted!

Quiet please, James.

Did you bring the phone?

Let him go first.

Hey! Hey! No!

No, no, no, no, no! No! Hey, Dad! Dad!

Stop, stop, stop!

No, no, no, Dad!

- [James] Do something, Dad! - Do you have it?

- [James] Stop! Stop! - Yes!

[panting]

[gasps]

No, Dad. No! No, Dad, don't give it to her!

- No! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Dad, if you drop the handset, we lose the lot!

- No! Dad! - Then your boy goes over,

- just like mine did. - Help me!

[Harrow] If what you wanted was revenge,

James would be over the edge already.

You want his phone because that's where your money is.

- Doctor Harrow-- - Twenty-two million.

[James] No! No, please! Dad!

Dad! Do something!

Put him down.

[gasping]

[exhales]

[Mila] So, now what?

[Harrow] You'll get your money in a minute.

But first I want to show you something.

James? What's your PIN?

I'm not giving you my PIN! Or my Bitcoin password.

I just want to show Ms. Zoric what really happened

at the shipyard with Max. You wanted to show the police.

- Just the PIN? - Just the PIN.

The app is called DataDivert. My--

My PIN is 3539.

[phone ringing]

[Mila sobs]

[woman] You've got to be kidding me.

No, it looks like Harrow and his daughter

were working together.

Lying about their knowledge that

- Harrow's son is here? - Yes.

Lying about a young man who is wanted for murder.

Well, in connection with a possible homicide.

And lying as a representative of the State Coroner,

while allowing his daughter to steal

right from under our noses.

Yeah, look, I admit it looks a bit ropey.

- Bring them in. - Ma'am.

Bring them all in, and for starters,

charge them with obstructing justice and go from there.

[Brookes] Inspector.

[Nichols] Jeez, Louise.

There was a message with it-- MIKKS.

Mikks.

Mila's.

It was Max's idea to steal your money.

I thought he might get greedy,

[Max] It's good.

[James] Well,

I guess we're done.

I'm not here for the passport.

I'm here for the money.

- [punches] - [James grunts]

[spits]

Give it back, or you're dead.

[struggling grunts]

[Max] Uh!

[James] Max!

[thuds]

But then, you lost your phone.

[police radio chatter]

[James] Shit!

Is that why you really stayed?

Why you wanted this?

For the money?

It's a lot of money, Dad.

[Mila] And it's my money.

Everyone knows it's not your money, Mila.

- [James] No! - Wait!

Just give me the phone, Doctor, and I'll let him go.

She's going to take the money and kill us both!

Who will you believe? This lying boy

who was planning on leaving you, or me?

Let him go and I'll transfer the money

- to you when he's safe. - No!

- I won't give you my password! - Well, I'll guess it myself.

No, no, you only get one shot

and then it locks you out forever!

Dad. Dad!

Hi, Dad.

Mum had this record, too.

One shot.

No, Dad, don't!

Doctor Harrow!

- Dad, don't! - [straining]

[beeping]

[Mila] Bring it here!

[straining] Ugh!

Give it to me! Unlock it. Unlock it!

[beeping]

[James] No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I could guess it.

Throw him over. Throw them both over!

- Now! No, my-- - No, stop! Stop!

Mila! Listen!

[sirens approaching]

The police are coming!

Go! Go! Move, move, move! Go!

No!

Why did you do that?!

I had to.

I had to take away the one thing that she wanted.

The one thing I wanted.

[police radio chatter]

[police officer] Get out of the car! Get out of the car!

Let's see your hands!

Put your hands where I can see 'em.

You'd better go.

[scoffs] Dad, I can--

It worked.

The Cyanovirin?

The surgery.

Doctor Molyneux? This just came for you.

- [indistinct radio chatter] - [sirens blaring]

Your daughter gave me a card.

It allowed Fraud Squad to enter a very interesting warehouse,

owned by a shell company, owned by Mila Zoric.

It's nice she was helpful.

As were you. Thank you for the footage.

I'd like the phone that it came from.

I don't have it.

Look, where's James?

He's gone.

Bryan, please, let him go.

You know my son's no murderer.

What?

Grace hasn't rung you?

There's a lot going on over there. Why?

Callan.

He brought us some of James' hair.

James is not your son.

[voicemail voice] You have one new message.

[Tanya] Daniel...

You deserve the truth.

I'm sorry I left without saying goodbye.

Um, I don't know if you've worked it out yet,

but you're not James' father.

I'm sorry,

but I never saw you, Daniel. You were always working,

always gone. I was so lonely.

I should have answered your letters, at least one of them,

and I should have told you when I came back.

But I knew James was in trouble and I was scared

that if you knew he wasn't yours you wouldn't help him.

[whispers to self] Of course, I would have.

[airport sounds on message]

Anyway, my flight's boarding. I have to go.

Goodbye, Daniel.

[voicemail voice] No new messages.

[Medico] Ma'am? His condition is stable.

We're taking him to ICU now. We'll meet you there.

Okay.

See you soon, love.

[Fairley] Renee.

I'm sorry. I wanted to let you in, I did--

It's okay. You saved him.

Well, Grace did.

And Harrow.

Harrow.

[officer] Doctor Fairley.

Well, yeah, I'll see you at the hospital, then?

At least.

Hmm.

[elevator dings]

[Warrington] Thank you.

Am I still fired?

Yes.

But I'll fix it.

I have to go.

Oh, it's okay. He'll keep his distance.

Where's Ben?

He's gone back to the hospital

to oversee Louie's recovery.

He's best there.

It worked. Your advice.

I'm glad.

What took you so long to get here?

I was dealing with a boy who,

it turns out, was not my son.

Oh.

You could have told me. At any point.

I know.

You're such a good person.

You deserve so much more than someone as messed up as me.

What people deserve and what they want

are not always the same thing.

I don't think I can change.

I'm not sure I'd want you to.

- [notification dings] - Doctor Molyneaux?

You should get checked, too, monkey man.

I'm not contagious,

but look, I'll check in on you there?

Get yourself right, first. Then come and see me.

[Nichols] You and I need to have a serious chat

about Catherine Schumann.

[Fern] I know. I'm not going anywhere.

[Nichols] Okay.

Dad.

Where's your boat?

"Dear Dad, well, Mum told me the truth

so, I guess, Doctor Harrow.

It's a shame. I think you'd have been, if not a good dad,

a very interesting one.

Except for the whole phone thing.

So, with that in mind, I hope you understand

why I've done what I've done.

Maybe it will be good for you, too.

Take care of Fern.

James."

He isn't my brother?

No.

[Nichols] James Reed is a liar.

And a sneak. And a charmer.

So, he certainly fits the bill as Harrow's son.

But no, he's not your brother.

Oh, well, guess I'd better ring the coast guard.

Let's give him a head start.

For how long?

Another 22 years?

Well, it's your boat.

But I need you to come in for a full statement.

Now I hear you'd better get some blood tests taken.

Yes, sir.

Righto.

Thanks for the money.

[Harrow] The 22 million?

I wasn't sure I'd remembered your account number.

No, you got it right.

I suppose we should give it back.

[sighs] I suppose we should.

Or...

Bora Bora.

[chuckles] But we don't have a boat.

Well, we could go shopping.

[chuckles] Can Callan come?

Of course. Every good vessel needs a cook.

What will I do?

Well, I heard you could clean.

[laughs] If it's my money, I'll be the master.

Fine. Then I'll be ship's doctor.

Fine. But you don't get to pick all the music.

I will pick all the music, and the provisions.

[laughs] No, I hate whiskey.

[scoffs] Let me tell you about whiskey.

You see, the name comes from the old Gaelic uisce beatha,

- which means water-- - Stop.

[laughs] You just don't know when to stop, do you?

[Harrow] No, no, no, no, it's important

that the shipmates understand each other

and respect their preferences.

[Fern] All you'd have to respect

is that I'll have the bed and control of the menu.

[Harrow] What?! Never.

[conversation fades behind soundtrack]

[closing music plays]