Original subtitles

For over 50 years, police and public alike

have tried to make sense

of just what had happened to Alice and Jack Munro.

And to this day, no one has managed to solve our mystery.

Any theories?

[woman] Maybe Jack murdered Alice

and then rode to the mainland.

[man] Or, Alice could have murdered Jack.

[woman 2] Could the baby have killed them?

I can honestly say it was not the baby.

And do you know how I know?

That tiny baby -

was me.

[people gasping]

My name is Enigma Munro.

Welcome to the Baby Munro Mystery of Scribbly Gum Island.

[people applauding and exclaiming]

[birds calling]

[Enigma] In 1979, the Baby Munro case was voted

the number one unsolved mystery in Australia.

The Doughty sisters, who still live here on the island,

vowed to raise me as their own.

["Secret Love" by Billy Stewart playing]

[Enigma] Note the drops of blood on the floor,

the only clue that something violent may have occurred.

[Enigma] The famous cot where the sisters found me.

Smiling, I'm told.

[Enigma] Take a close look at the iconic photo

of my mother Alice in her white dress.

Note the marble cake the sisters found cooling on the bench.

This one is a replica, for obvious reasons,

but we do sell the recipe in our gift shop.

Be intrigued, but please do not touch.

It's vital we preserve our historical integrity.

[mobile phone ringing]

Where are you?

We can't sell souvenir photos if you're not here to take them.

[Margie on phone] Enigma! It's Connie...

I'm coming.

[Veronika] Mum!

Mum, you need to stop crying, okay?

I mean, what would Connie say?

She just, she'd say, push it down to your toes, Margie.

[running footsteps]

What are you doing?

[Enigma] When did it happen?

[Margie] Ah, Rose found her just now -

she didn't turn up for their swim.

Has anyone called an undertaker?

I did. Doesn't have a boat.

So we're going to have to get her to the mainland ourselves.

We need to tell Grace.

She has a pitch today.

Fuck!

Dad! The wheelbarrow, really!?

There's no elegant way to carry a dead weight.

[quietly] Wait.

Wait!

[boat chugging] [water splashing]

[engine shutting off]

[engine starting and stopping]

[Ron sighing]

Bugger!

Jellyfish.

[Ron] We'll have to wait it out.

[gentle foreboding music]

[music rising]

[Enigma] Found these on the dining room table.

[Margie] Sophie...

Do we know a Sophie?

[tense music]

["Riverside" by Agnes Obel playing]

♪ Down by the river by the boat ♪

♪ Where everybody goes to be alone ♪

♪ Where you won't see any rising sun ♪

♪ Down to the river we will run ♪

♪ Oh my God I see down by the riverside ♪

[gentle upbeat music]

- Max? - [man] Yes!

Hey! Sophie!

- Hey. - Sorry, I had a deadline.

- Nice to meet you, Sophie. - Oh, it's nice to meet you too.

[mobile phone ringing] Sorry.

Literally could not be making a worse first impression.

[watch ticking]

[Max] I'm sorry, you're going to have to explain

this watch thing to me.

It's this habit that I got from my mum.

The idea is that you look at the time

the moment you see your date,

just in case they're the one.

Christ! Quirky.

So you're a journalist?

More like like a, um, like a freelance contributor.

Yeah the content doesn't really matter.

It's about writing headlines that make people click.

Would you have written anything I clicked on?

"Scientists say Pink Tulip Reverses Ageing."

"Da Vinci was a Woman - Art Critic Claims."

[Max] Yes! Read that one.

- Yeah. - Wow.

I'm on a date with a minor celebrity.

- [sighing] Sorry... - [Max] Are we good?

It's happening, isn't it?

The blush?

I, I, I've had it since kindergarten.

Yeah, so if you're looking for a girl with

idiopathic craniofacial erythema,

then look no further.

- Sweet. - Yes.

What are you looking for, Sophie?

Marriage? Kids? My sister just had her eggs frozen. She's 27.

- Organised. - Mm.

You wouldn't do something like that?

I'm just very family oriented.

I know, I think that's great. I just...

I'm just going to destroy the mood

by telling you that my parents are dead.

In a car accident when I was 22.

Jesus, I'm sorry.

And while we're on it, I'm challenged

in terms of egg count.

Look, I'm only asking about this stuff

because I think it's important. We're transparent early.

I'm no sexist.

I just find women in their thirties and forties

are looking for an expedited timeline.

They also seem to buy into a very particular idea about love.

Which is?

That I need to be everything to them.

That I need to come in and sweep them off their feet.

Ah, I need to pee.

[Grace] Part elf and part human, Gublet is a Mr-Fix-It monster.

He caravans around with his best friend Jubly

looking for adventures,

and of course, his favourite food - friands.

[people chuckling]

Each book is a special new mission for children

in a wholly unique part of our country.

So, as Gublet would say, "That's the end. Gubbye."

[applauding]

- Thank you so much, Grace. - Thanks.

[mobile phone ringing]

[people chattering on phone]

Mum?

[all talking]

Shush! Okay...

We have been calling you all afternoon, Grace.

What is it with your generation and not answering calls.

What's happened?

[Enigma] Grandma Connie's passed away.

It was painless we think - in her sleep.

Anyway, we've got a whole envelope situation back here

and a list of funeral demands.

So if you could get back home now, that would...

[Margie] Give me that!

- Grace, it's Margie. - I'm so sorry, Aunt Margie.

Oh, I know sweetheart. She loved you so much...

[Margie] How did the book thing go?

Um, yeah, they said, "Yes". They want three books.

Of course they do.

Well, you just take your time, okay.

I mean rush - but don't rush -

but do...

It's okay, Aunt Margie. I'm okay.

I'll come back. See you soon.

[Margie] Bye.

[man] Grace!

- Gubbye. - Bye.

[gentle music]

[Grace whimpering]

You are 39 years old. Just give him a chance.

39.

Hey, there you are.

I thought you'd done a runner.

Done already! Got another date or something?

Actually, I kind of do.

Ah, I'll get my drinks. Of course.

How many arancini balls did you have?

Or do you want to split those?

Yeah, yeah, sure. Let's split.

Listen, I, I had a really great time with you tonight, and...

I think that you are wonderful.

I'm just not sure the chemistry's there.

Same with, that's what I...

Well, good to meet you, Sophie.

Ah... yeah I hope that you find whatever it is

that you're looking for.

[voice over PA] Dr. Cooper to emergency, please.

Dr. Cooper to emergency, please.

Hi.

My name's Grace Tidyman.

I'm, I'm 34 weeks pregnant.

I've been having a little bit of pain.

[ragged breathing]

[Grace] Are you renovating?

I can come back when it's ready.

[machine beeping]

[anaesthetist] Nice deep breaths for me, Grace.

[Grace] This is fun.

Do people find this fun?

[doctor] You sure you don't want us to call someone?

It's a relief.

I had this cat who went under the house to have her kittens.

[doctor] You're going to feel some pressure now, Grace.

[Grace] Mum said that Grandma Connie

found homes for them all but...

[nurse] Here he is.

He's little.

He's here?

Why isn't he crying?

[Grace] Excuse me?

He should be crying. Why? Why isn't he crying?

Why isn't he crying?

[machine beeping] [Grace whimpering]

[Sophie sighing]

[sighing] [music playing softly]

[sniffing]

[crying]

[phone vibrating]

[wind chimes chiming]

[wind howling]

[gentle music]

[suspenseful music rising] [water sloshing]

Oh fuck!

Fuck!

Oh my God!

[phone chimes]

[pensive music]

[thudding]

Sophie's here.

Hi. Sorry, I thought it was a Zoom catch up.

The email subject was literally "in the flesh".

Yeah, I know. I um...

I slept in.

Can you give us a sec?

I had a date last night.

Have you been up sexing?

More like ah, sort of crying.

I'm sorry, but I really don't see how that's an excuse.

I mean you've been MIA -

no story pitches or if they are pitches, they're very weird.

"Hip thrusts could be making you infertile, says science."

"Is there love... actually?"

Kevin keeps asking if you're on crack.

[Sophie] Crack?

[Libby] I don't know. It's his go to.

Are you cheating on me with another magazine?

No. No, no, no, no. I'm not.

Then how are you paying your rent, Sophie?

I haven't authorised an invoice in over six weeks.

Yeah, I know. I just haven't been really feeling inspired.

[Libby] Hmm.

I think it's the hormones.

I want to hear all about that

because I don't know if I've mentioned this,

but it's a women's magazine.

Look!

I love you a lot.

You just do what you need to do so I can start paying you again.

Yeah...

I will get straight on it.

Just after I meet up with Thomas.

Thomas? Don't!

Don't!

Sorry...

[pensive music]

[Thomas] Hey.

Oh Jesus, Thomas.

Oh, I can't believe you're still reading

those awful romance novels.

I forgot how quiet you were.

I don't want this to be awkward.

Seeing as the last time I saw you,

you left me at the altar.

The airport. I left you at the airport,

and you hadn't proposed yet.

Lily's three now. She's super smart.

Oh yeah. I can tell - that forehead.

Yeah. Takes after her mum. People say she's an old soul.

I'll show you some more.

Oh, that's Paris. The honeymoon.

That's, that's our deck.

What do you want me to say, Thomas? You won?

It's not a competition.

So what are we doing here? Why, why the urgent meeting?

Do you remember my Nanna Connie?

Yeah, of course I remember Connie.

She died yesterday.

- I, I'm sorry. - [Thomas] Yeah, thank you.

Yeah, how's your, how's your mum, and Enigma?

Busy with the funeral, you know?

Um...

But, the reason I wanted to see you is because...

..Connie left you something.

Unexpected.

You're really not going to guess what it is.

- A book? - Nah.

- A painting? - Mm. Not even warm.

I'm sorry. I don't know, Thomas, why don't you tell me.

Her house!

Like a doll's house?

Why would she leave you a doll's house?

Why would she leave me her house, house?

Nobody knows! She left you her house and all the contents.

- Sorry, I... - Your...

Wha, what are you saying?

'Cause this has got to be some sort of mistake.

It's not a mistake. Trust me. We checked.

But she can't have left me her house.

- That's, that's ridiculous. - Hmm.

The papers are very clear.

But why didn't she leave it to you or Veronika or your,

what's the, your cousin who writes the children's books.

- The pretty... - Grace. Grace!

Maybe she thought you'd appreciate it more or something.

Well, I don't have to accept the house.

I don't, I don't have to take it.

I think that Connie thought you might say something like that,

so she left you this.

Well, it looks like it's already been opened.

I don't think so.

Let's open it...

[Thomas] Just read it, before you decide.

[Veronika] Why the fuck would he tell her

before we have a proper legal strategy in place?

[Enigma] Sweetheart.

Well, I can't believe that even Thomas

would be this catastrophically stupid.

- He couldn't wait to see her! - [Margie] Okay.

Ran right over - simpering little turd.

Well maybe they'll get back together. Thomas and Sophie.

Thomas has a wife, remember?

De-bore-ah!

[Margie] Yeah, it's three syllables.

[Enigma] I liked Sophie, now that I come to think about it.

Everyone likes Sophie. That is her great evil.

[tense music]

[machines beeping]

[nurse] You shouldn't be on your feet, Mum.

I know what it's like. You just want to be with him.

Well I won't tell if you won't.

[nurse] Doctor says he's doing really well

and he should be out of the unit tomorrow.

Do you want to hold?

- [nurse] There we go. - [baby gurgling]

[nurse] I know, shh, shh, shh...

[nurse] There we are...

[baby gurgling]

[baby crying]

[alarms beeping loudly]

[nurse] What have you done!?

[alarm blaring]

What have you done!?

[quiet]

Actually, I've changed my mind.

[baby gurgling]

Shh, shh, that's okay.

[Veronika] No, Connie's spoon collection.

[Margie] Leave it!

How can you be so okay with this, Mum?

- She left your son at the altar. - It was the airport.

Yeah, well she just weaselled her way into our family

and then bailed.

It's just like you, Margie,

being compassionate and understanding.

I'm salvaging the cookbooks.

They belong to family, not Connie.

And maybe we should take

just a wee little peek at her jewellery.

[Veronika] Yes! The jewellery!

Shouldn't we just respect Mum's wishes?

It's all just objects,

and objects aren't that important in the end, are they?

No, no, wait, wait, those are important.

[Veronika] 'Cause what you want is suddenly important.

Oh, don't be silly.

Sophie's not going to want a box of old family photos.

[mobile phone chiming]

[Veronika] Is that Thomas?

Tell him I'm going to skewer him alive.

It's Grace.

[Enigma] Oh, very nice.

My mother is dead. Not so much as a text from my own daughter,

saying that she and Callum wouldn't be home last night.

Even left the porch light on.

She's had the baby.

What?

Well it's too early.

She hasn't called me.

She says she's tired

and thought it'd be easier to just let one of us know.

The baby's small, but fine.

Well, thank God.

Callum's on his way to meet them now.

A baby on the island.

[Connie VO] Dear Sophie.

Well my dear, today I decided to leave you my house,

and all my possessions with it.

It's an odd decision,

but not, let me assure you, a whimsical or senile one.

But we are in and out.

Don't get caught if she tries to make us stay for dinner.

Perhaps you need an escape signal.

Well, I could, I could, tug my ear.

Or scratch your neck.

Or have a fit, start frothing at the mouth.

That could work.

[Thomas] Sophie...

[Connie VO] I don't really know you from a bar of soap.

Connie.

[Connie VO] There was something about you,

and your reaction to the island.

[Sophie] I've heard great things about you...

[Sophie] I just, I love the island so much.

The whole Baby Munro story.

Oh, but it's not a story. It's the truth.

[Connie] These are my cabbages. Aren't they beautiful?

Wow!

[Sophie] Look at them.

[Connie VO] The reason I fell in love with my husband Billy,

was his innate capacity for joy.

It didn't matter what life threw at him.

[Sophie] I love it here.

[Connie VO] That man could be happy

in a way the rest of us never have been.

Come with me.

[wondrous music]

[Connie VO] Not to be presumptuous,

but the island has a long history

of welcoming lost souls...

..and giving shelter to orphans.

My family may tell you I'm a terrible meddler.

Some may behave like vultures

when they realise I've left my all, to a relative stranger.

But I need someone joyful in my house, and on the island.

I have a feeling we'll need it now more than ever.

I have to get to my grandmother's funeral.

Every hour, on the hour.

[nurse] Got to get those girls working.

Can't be ladies of leisure.

[whispering] Fuck!

I...

..pressed your suit.

[Ron] We haven't seen a whale in a while.

Remember we had that spring where the calves kept visiting?

What made you think of that?

I don't know actually.

Funny old bird, your mum.

Did you have an inkling,

she was going to leave the house to Sophie?

Not at all.

You don't think we should fight it?

- [Veronika] Mum! Boots? - By the door.

I mean, with Connie gone and the money from the house,

we could all have a fresh start somewhere else.

What about the business and poor Rose?

I don't think she's handling this very well.

Of course.

Right you are.

- [Veronika] My flats!? - In the shoe bucket!

[gentle upbeat music]

Hello!?

[people chattering]

Whoa!

[Nathan] Soph, run for your life, mate.

Nigel tried to do the Women's Weekly Dump Truck Cake.

Disaster!

And this dickhead wouldn't put his pants back on.

[Nathan] Did she hate her family or something?

Because this seems like a spectacular 'fuck you'.

I don't know. I don't think so.

[Nathan] Then what the hell did you do?

That's the thing, I have no idea.

We bonded when I met her.

[Nigel] I think what's important here is actually the P.S.

"I believe there is one young man

"who will capture your heart when you come to the island.

"I won't say anything more,

"but I feel as though it may be fated."

I mean Soph, you are a watch-checking,

romance-novel-reading freak.

This dead woman has literally handed you your fairytale.

[people singing hymn]

[tyres screeching]

[thudding]

Oh fuck!

[man groaning]

Shit! I'm so sorry. I didn't...

You came out of nowhere.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine. I'm fine.

I...

- I think... - Ah, no, look...

I think we know each other.

[people chattering] [gentle music]

No look... No, no, no, I'm fine.

That was my bad. I'm running late.

- Yeah, me too. - Are you okay?

No, I'm fine. Are you okay?

I'm fine, alright...

[music rises]

[watch ticking]

[Father Norris] Connie Doughty was an exemplar

of the Christian beliefs we all aspire to uphold.

[whispering] Bullshit!

[Father Norris] She was thoroughly respected and admired

throughout her community.

[mobile phone ringing]

Through God's eyes, Connie was a woman

revered by those fortunate to be in her life.

She was an unimpeachable paragon of virtue.

Ah bullshit, Patrick!

[people laughing]

[Enigma] Um - perhaps it's best if I do this part.

[Enigma] Thank you Father Norris. Thank you very much.

Oh, Connie wasn't a saint. I think we can all agree on that.

She could be quite bullying actually.

She was a formidable business woman

who always liked to do things her way,

and sometimes that turned out well.

And quite frankly, I'm a living example of that.

[door opening]

[Enigma] Oh my goodness, look who's just arrived.

I'm sure most of you would know my daughter, Grace.

She's just had a baby by caesarean section.

I needed to say goodbye.

- [Callum] Is he okay? - Yeah he's doing okay.

[hushed chattering]

[Enigma] You're up-staging me, darling. [chuckling]

[Enigma clearing throat] Anyway...

As I was saying,

Connie was a force and we all loved her very much for it.

Well, maybe now we might sing the song

that she requested for the service.

[all singing "Alone Again (Naturally)"]

♪ In a little while from now ♪

♪ If I'm not feeling any less sour ♪

♪ I promise myself to treat myself ♪

♪ And visit a nearby tower ♪

♪ And climbing to the top will throw myself off ♪

♪ In an effort to make it clear to whoever ♪

♪ Wants to know what it's like when you're shattered ♪

Hi.

Hey Veronika.

I'm sorry about your Nan.

Well you will be when we get lawyered up.

So what'd you do?

Charm the pants off of her.

I'm not really that charming.

You're not welcome here.

Hi Sophie. Thank you for coming.

Hey.

Thomas is, is very happy now.

[Sophie] Ahh...

[Margie] And of course you're welcome.

[Sophie] Thank you, Margie.

This is very strange for me too.

[mobile phone ringing]

[Callum] Ah yeah, yeah. She's right here. Hold on.

Hey, it's the hospital.

They said you didn't tell them you were leaving.

Of course I did. Let me talk to them.

Hello, this is Grace.

[Grace] No, there must be some misunderstanding...

- Hey... - Hi.

Sorry, excuse me.

Hey, I'm, I'm so sorry about before.

Hey, um, do I... Have we...?

Yes you do, and um, yes we did.

Callum.

Yeah, Thailand, right.

It was a million years ago.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, um... But you were, Sophia.

- Pretentious phase. - And the hair.

[Sophie] Yeah.

There's no need to say anything. I won't say anything.

Yeah. Good.

[people chattering]

Hey excuse me, Rose.

- Hi. - Sophie!

Just wanted to say hello, and goodbye.

I'm so sorry about Connie.

Walk with me?

Oh, okay...

[Sophie] Did Connie ever mention to you, why?

I'm just struggling to understand it.

It's exactly like my sister to die

and still think she knows what's best for everyone.

Always did.

She didn't tell me she was giving you the house.

She didn't tell me she was going to die.

Connie just went ahead and did it.

[Rose] She could will her heart to stop beating

and it would listen.

Come to the island -

if living there is what would make you happy,

and we could use some fresh blood, that's for sure.

Don't do it for Connie.

She's not God.

She just very much wanted to be.

[gentle ponderous music]

[thunder rumbling]

[Thomas quietly snoring]

["Alone Again (Naturally)"

[by Gilbert O'Sullivan playing quietly]

[Sophie] I saw the light on.

- Can I join you? - [Connie] Of course.

[lightning crackling]

[Sophie] Oh wow! It's so pretty.

[Connie] My Billy had a passion for storms.

[Sophie] What was he like?

Your Billy.

What a lovely thing to be asked.

Enigma wondered the other day why I looked so grumpy -

as if I should be done with all the grief by now.

I don't think you're ever really done with it.

My Billy liked to pat me on the bum.

That man couldn't resist a pat.

Even in public. It would drive me crazy.

And the other day I found myself, patting it.

I thought, Christ, Connie, you've lost it now.

Will you say 'yes'?

He's going to ask you to marry him.

No, I don't, I don't think he will.

And if he does?

I want a family.

- I'll be 31 in May. - Ancient!

[thunder rumbling]

Don't marry him because you want a family.

Make up your own story. Same way I did.

Write whatever ending you want.

I thought you said it wasn't a story.

[loud thunder echoing]

Come on!

It's here!

[gentle uplifting music]

[Connie] Look over there.

[suspenseful music rising]

Do you think he looks like an Oliver?

Ollie...

Yeah...

Hey mate.

Hey, my boy.

[Libby on Zoom] The problem is

there's not one angle on the Baby Munro mystery

that hasn't been covered several thousand times.

But a batty old lady leaving her island

to her grandson's ex who jilted him at the altar.

It was the airport and it's not the whole island.

That story's clickable.

Give me 500 words on that Sophie,

and I'll pay you tomorrow.

["To Build a Home" by The Cinematic Orchestra playing]

♪ Out in the garden where we planted the seeds ♪

♪ There is a tree as old as me ♪

♪ Branches were sewn by the color of green ♪

♪ Ground had arose and passed its knees ♪

♪ By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top ♪

♪ I climbed the tree to see the world ♪

♪ When the gusts came around to blow me down ♪

♪ I held on as tightly as you held onto me ♪

Thanks.

♪ I held on as tightly as you held onto me ♪

[music intensifies]

♪ And I built a home ♪

♪ For you For me ♪

♪ Until it disappeared ♪

♪ From me From you ♪

♪ And now it's time ♪

♪ To leave and turn to dust ♪

[sweeping gentle music]

[watch ticking]

[gentle music]

[gentle piano music]