All language subtitles for City Homicide s03e17 In Wolfs Clothing.eng

Crime Scene on their way?
En route. ETA 1 0 minutes.

We'll need a spatter analysis.

Shotgun, you reckon?
Say so.

From the hip.
Mmm.

Philippa, what's the blood here
and down the hallway?

The wife's, I think.
She managed to get to the phone.

Made the Triple-0 call there
before she collapsed.

So you discovered her
when you responded to the Triple-0?

Y es. Front door was open.

It looks like
a murder/robbery,

but there's no sign of forced entry.

Maybe he answered the door
and that's when it all kicked off.

- Yeah, maybe.
- It was a rape too.

The wife's in a bad way.

We've got her at the neighbours'.
Ambos attending.

How bad?
Confused, disoriented.

Concussion maybe.

They bound her up with gaffer tape
after they finished with her.

Her name's Hansard. Jacinta Hansard.

Luke's dead, isn't he?

My husband?

I'm afraid your husband's injuries
were fatal, Mrs Hansard.

Ohhh...

We'll get you to the hospital
as soon as we can.

But if you do feel up to
answering any questions...

I, uh...

..heard a shot.

I didn't see anything
till I ran out.

Oh, God, Jordan. Did they find him?
Did they find Jordan?

Who's Jordan?

I heard them yelling.
I told him to hide under the bed.

Oh, God, Jordan.

My son! Where's my son?!

Jordan?

Jordan?

Jordan?

It's gonna be OK.
Nobody's gonna hurt you.

Jordan? I'm a police officer.

Hi, Jordan. I'm Jennifer.

I want my son.

Social Services
are looking after him.

They'll bring him to you
as soon as we're done.

I'll take the rape kit
straight to the lab,

get them to make it a priority.

Yeah, thanks, Philippa.

Please, I've let them do
their examination, take their photos.

Now I really need to see my son.

A couple of questions first.
He's only six!

I meant you, Mrs Hansard,
just a few minutes.

We need to find out what happened.
Oh, God, it's all a blur.

I don't know.

There was a really loud knock
at the door.

I think Luke must have opened it
and these two guys just busted in.

You didn't see them come in.
Where were you?

I was reading a story to Jordan.

I heard shouting, then
a loud bang, Like a shot.

I told Jordan to hide under his bed
and I ran out

and they were looking for something.

Do you know what?
No.

They grabbed me,
they tied me up with that tape

and they forced me into the bedroom.

Then they just
carried on their searching.

Can you describe them to me?

No, they had balaclavas over their
faces. With gloves. Black gloves.

Anything else? Size? Clothing?

I can't remember.

I don't even know if they found
what they were looking for.

I thought they were gonna kill me.
Understand?

I thought Jordan would come out
and I thought they'd kill him too.

And then they just left?

After the big one had raped me, yeah.

They both beat the crap out of me
when I tried to stop him.

"The big one"? Do you mean bigger
in general or...?

Bigger than the other one!

Bigger than me.

And when they were done, they tied
me...tied me back up with that tape.

Took me ages to get loose.

I crawled to the phone
and then I passed out.

Thanks, Jacinta.
You've done really well.

We'll see about getting Jordan
in now, OK?

Thank you.

Allie, what's the deal?

The deal is that Social Services cow
knows exactly how this works.

She knows that we can't question the
kid without his parent, a guardian,

or an independent person -
namely her - present.

So she keeps finding things to do.

Well, maybe she's just buying time
for the child to relax.

I've had dealings
with Miriam before.

Coffees!

Ahh! Detective Mapplethorpe.

I'd better get one for you too.

I'm fine, thank you.

How are you, Miriam?
Oh, I'm great, thanks.

I've got a magistrate lined up
to hear the Protection Application,

so we can take care
of the little one.

His mum's gonna need some help
for a bit.

There's no other rellies. Here.

- How is Mum?
- Oh, she's still in shock.

She's asking for Jordan, but we need
a few moments with him first.

Like I said, we need to establish
if the boy was a witness.

He seems to have settled down a bit.

But I do have to be present.

So bring your coffee with you.

They had things on their heads.

And how did you get this bruise?

I banged it when I hid under my bed.

So the men, they didn't hurt you?

No, you stayed hiding,
didn't you, mate?

Under the bed and then you moved
to the closet. Yep? The cupboard.

And so, how did you see
the men, Jordan?

They were looking for stuff.

Did you see what happened
to your dad?

I think that's enough
for the moment.

OK. Your mum's OK,
Jordan. She really wants to see you.

Come on.

One of them had a funny gun.

What type of funny gun?
I said that's enough.

From the wound on the deceased
we know it's a shotgun.

The kid said that it looked funny.

It sounds to me
like it could be a sawn-off.

That'd fit the blood patterning in
the lounge. Close range. Heavy load.

Pity they didn't leave a cartridge.

Got some interesting
background here on our victim.

Luke Hansard is known to police.

A few minor convictions
before he was married.

House break-ins, car theft,
but all from a decade ago.

- Wife didn't say anything about that?
- No, sir.

She just told Jennifer

that the intruders
were looking for something.

Just 'cause the convictions aren't
recent doesn't mean he stopped.

He could've just got better at it.

Perhaps he stole the wrong thing
this time.

Or he stole from the wrong person
and pissed somebody off.

What have we got from the scene?
Not much yet.

It looks like opportunistic rape.

The woman's too traumatised
to remember much,

but Jennifer's still working on her.

She's claiming that there were two
males, one bigger than the other.

The bigger one's the rapist.

Both of them wore balaclavas.

One had the shottie,
but she doesn't know which one.

Uniforms are doing a doorknock, sir.

Maybe someone saw a car
or something.

Pathology?

They're working the body and we have
Ms Hansard's rape kit at the lab.

So the woman's account
seems accurate, does it?

Yeah, I pulled it from Triple-0.

Ambulance. What's the exact
address of your emergency?

I've been raped.

My husband... He shot my husband.

Please, please...

OK. What's the number
you're calling from?

I'm at home. I can't...

OK, try and stay calm.
Police will attend too.

Can you confirm your address,
please?

23 Cunningham.
Please, he's shot!

Please! Please!

No wonder she can't remember much.

You OK now, sweetie?

I'm going to be OK too.

Now, I want you to be
a really brave boy for Mummy

and go with this nice lady, OK?

Your mum has to spend some time
with the doctors.

It's OK, Jordan.
I'm going to stay with your mum.

- Come on, darling.
- I'll see you soon.

Detective, I don't want him
put through any more, OK?

You be a good boy?

I've remembered some things.

About the men?

Yeah.

One of them was bigger than the other
and he had dark hair on his arms.

And I think...

..I think I've seen them before.

Two guys bailed us up three days ago,
me and Luke.

One was big with dark hair.
One bald. Smaller but really scary.

It was in the car park
behind the shopping centre.

What did they want?
I don't know.

Luke made me go back to the car
as soon as he saw them coming.

He made out he wasn't worried,
but I know my husband.

Did you see what happened?
They were really aggro.

The big guy grabbed Luke

and the smaller one
put something to his throat.

I froze. I thought Luke was gone.

Then they just shoved him
on the ground and took off.

Did your husband tell you
who they were?

No. Luke came back to the car
as if nothing happened.

I had my phone out
ready to call the cops

but he said I was being a drama
queen, wouldn't let me call them.

This is really helpful, Jacinta.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Harry Shaw
and Rex Trevallion.

We got Mrs Hansard to do
a Photofit of the offenders.

I recognised these two straight off.

We're old friends.

Kingston, refresh my memory.

OK, so Rex Trevallion
is a stand-over man.

Harry Shaw is his muscle.

I busted them for assault back
when I was working the Divvy.

Trevallion's into pills too?

Yeah, he keeps the party supplied
via a network of dealers,

but intimidation
is his favourite game.

And this is his new boofhead?
He's not so new.

They teamed up inside
a few years ago.

Shaw was doing a stint
for armed robbery.

So an argument between thieves?

Old stagers defending their turf against
the new kid on the block maybe.

Which makes Luke Hansard
not too bright

'cause these two have
a very scary reputation.

Trevallion is vicious,
he's unpredictable,

his weapon of choice
is not a shottie.

It's a straight razor.
Nasty.

Yeah, you should see pictures
of his victims.

Well, obviously, Luke Hansard
had something they wanted.

So why shoot him?
Yeah, why not cut him?

Give him a chance
to tell them where it was.

Maybe they gave him his chance
in the car park.

There was no result... Boom!

We should see
if that car park has CCTV.

You really think his wife had no idea
what these blokes wanted?

Maybe hubby kept her in the dark
about lots of things.

Maybe she's in it up to her eyeballs
and both crossed the line with them.

Why not kill her too then?
Because rape's more fun.

Teach her a lesson,
scare her into silence.

Result's come back
from the rape kit.

Semen present, one assailant.
Yep.

Sample's been sent for DNA.

So if Harry Shaw raped her,
what was Rex Trevallion doing?

Maybe he likes to watch. Allie said
he was a mean little bastard.

Yeah, good.

Either way, we've got two suspects.

We need to find them.
It shouldn't be that hard.

My mate at Division says
that Trevallion's patch

is up near Vale Street.

He doesn't stray far from the pub.

Cruise the surrounds.
You might get lucky.

Got it.

If you try to gyp me again,

I will cut your nose off
and stick it down your throat!

Do you understand?!
I do.

Shh, shh, shh.
I promise, I was gonna give it back.

I was gonna give it back.
Mine.

Cops!

OK, now piss off!

Careful, I bite!

Detective Buchanan, Homicide.
Yeah?

Rex Trevallion?
On the wanted posters again, am l?

Not too tight for you, Rex?
Police!

It's fine. I like it tight.

But I'm telling you, though, Detective,
you've got the wrong blokes.

Why did your mate run off, then?
I don't know.

I do know you've got nothing on me.

How about the murder
of Luke Hansard?

I don't know any Luke Hansard.

What, is he a friend of yours?
No, he's a petty thief like you.

There's nothing petty
about me.

We know you're acquainted
with him, Rex, even if you're not mates.

We've got CCTV footage of you and
your mate pulling a blade on Hansard

three days ago in a car park.

Oh, yes, there was a bloke, yes.

He called me a poof and I took
offence. Me and my temper.

But he started it.

He started it.
Me and Rex finished it. So what?

You don't like Mr Hansard?
He's a jerk and a smart-arse.

A dead smart-arse.

He's been murdered.
Really?

Well, if it is the same homophobe,
I can't say I'm disappointed.

We know you knew
Mr Hansard, Rex, so stop lying to us.

You killed him, didn't you?

Killed him? No.

If you've got your CCTV footage,

you'd have seen him
scuttle back to his car.

Mr Hansard was killed in his home
earlier today.

By you and Harry Shaw.

No. Why would we want to do that?

You tell us.
Money.

A dispute over proceeds.

What proceeds?
We never worked together.

I don't work with other people.

You were involved in criminal
activities with Mr Hansard.

Nope.

You tried to extort money from whatever
illegal scams he had going.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You got stuck into Hansard.

Then it went further, didn't it?
No. We were just making a point.

Him and his mate, big-noting
themselves about the place,

calling us a pair of has-beens.

His mate? Who's his mate?

That guy he works with,
that arsehole. Neil Seresin.

Where were you at 1 2:00 today?

I was having a drink with friends.
No, you weren't.

You were at Luke Hansard's place,
weren't you?

His wife says you were.

She also says you raped her.
I don't need to rape anybody.

I've got girls
chucking themselves at me.

She's just trying to drop us in it.

And why would she do that?

Malice? Who knows
why women do anything.

You're a mystery.

What type of car
do you drive, Rex?

I don't drive. Harry drives me.

Falcon ute.

XR8. Mag wheels. Supercharged.

Real throaty exhaust.

Falcon ute doesn't fit.

Fit what? What have you got?

Uniforms picked up several reports
of a vehicle

that took off about an hour before
the Triple-0 call was put in.

A blue Camry, not a red ute.
Not Harry Shaw's style at all.

Yeah, they both
alibied each other too.

You know, drinking with mates...

- Gave us names.
- Yeah, I saw the list.

That alibi holds about as much water
as my uncle's bladder.

He has a colostomy bag.

Half the blokes that were supposed
to be drinking with them are bent

and all of them are probably
scared witless of Trevallion.

Any usuals on the Camry?

Uh, just the colour, sir.
Light blue. We've got a KALOF out.

We're doing a vehicle search,
but there's a lot of Camrys around.

Timeline fits. About an hour
before the Triple-0 call.

Which is how long it took
Jacinta Hansard to free herself.

- Did no-one hear the shottie?
- Plenty.

They thought it was a car
backfiring.

We do have one other area
of inquiry -

Neil Seresin,
an associate of Luke Hansard.

Harry Shaw gave us the name.
Said they worked together.

Not exactly a credible source,
but we ran a check just in case.

No convictions, but if he did work
with Luke Hansard,

he's gotta be dodgy.

What did he drive?
A Camry. Baby blue.

He's a friend of Luke's, yeah.

You didn't mention him before.

Why would l?
Luke has lots of friends.

Jacinta, the two men you pointed out

are saying they had nothing to do
with your husband's death.

If this is a falling out among
thieves, we need to know...

What do you mean, thieves?

Are you saying that you're unaware

that your husband
is known to police?

You've got the wrong guy. Luke's
a rep for a sheet metal company.

So he spent a lot of time
on the road, did he?

Sometimes, but he's
a straight-up guy, not a criminal.

Wrong. He's got convictions
for burglary and theft.

And we've got information he worked
with an accomplice, Neil Seresin.

No way, not Luke.
Neil's his mate, that's all.

They've never done anything criminal.

We haven't seen Neil
in months, anyway.

Maybe we should ask Jordan
about his dad's mate.

I've told you - I don't want Jordan
dragged into this anymore.

He's been through enough,
don't you think?

We think this should be
pretty straightforward.

Be honest about what your husband
and Mr Seresin did for a living

and about how much you know.

If you're scared,
we can get you protection.

You know?
I don't need protection.

I just don't know anything, OK?

She's not
telling us everything.

Of course not. She's terrified
of Rex Trevallion and Harry Shaw.

With good cause.
Rex isn't above slicing a child.

We need to re-interview the kid.

Miriam, can we have a word?

Sorry, detectives, this can't wait.
I've got to talk to Mrs Hansard.

Something happen to Jordan?

Something he said when I was putting
him to bed, without me even asking.

What?

He said he'd be better off
without his father, anyway.

And I found more bruising.

I think he was being beaten.

By his dad?
Who knows?

I'll talk some more to both of them,
see what I can find out.

Actually, that's our job.
We should be talking to the kid.

Detective, that child is severely
traumatised. He's withdrawn.

The last thing he needs is to be
interrogated by the police.

We think the kid may have
seen more than he's told us.

I mean, he went from under the bed
into the cupboard.

He's already told you what he saw.

His mother was raped.

Yes. And he didn't see that.
Aren't you pleased?

The last thing we want to do
is further traumatise Jordan,

but we also don't want his evidence
becoming contaminated.

Look, I know you need to resolve
this case the sooner the better.

Words take time. Give a little
and you might get a lot.

Morning, boys and girls.
Been busy bees, have we?

Making some progress, sir.

Neil Seresin's a Queenslander,

so I've been running
their databases too.

Think we might have found out what
Hansard's killers were looking for.

Hansard and his mate Seresin
have been busy up north.

Queensland cops are looking at them

for a series of
convenience store robberies.

Using a cut-down shottie.

There was over 1 00 grand taken
in eight different small-time jobs

just about the right size
for Seresin and Hansard's CVs.

Queensland cops even came close
to nailing the pair.

Had them charged, bailed
and a court date set

but the evidence wasn't solid
so it never made it to court.

The money's not inside the house.

It's been searched thoroughly.

You think Trevallion and Shaw
got what they're after?

Possibly, sir, yeah.

Or Harry Shaw got a crack
at Jacinta Hansard as a sweetener.

Seresin may have the goods
on Shaw and Trevallion

but be too scared to come forward

because of his own involvement
in the robberies.

Or maybe he's involved with the two
of them, ripping off his own partner.

Find Seresin
and ask him what the deal is.

We're trying, sir. He's not at his house
or any of his known hangouts.

You seen the Crime Scene report?

Has it come through?
Yes, sir.

There is a lot of blood
from another individual.

Not Luke Hansard and his wife.
A third person.

Did Shaw or Trevallion
show any signs of injuries?

Nothing immediately apparent, sir.

Well, evidence isn't always
immediately apparent, is it?

OK, I'll start checks on EDs
for walk-ins with serious wounds.

Kingston, drag in your mate
Rex Trevallion and his off-sider.

Check them for injuries.

Enjoying the show?
Get on with it, Rex.

Scared you won't be able
to resist me?

Needs you to chaperone,
does he, love?

Ready for the big finish?

I prefer a female audience.

Yeah, well, we drew the short straw.

- You like what you see?
- Get dressed.

Drop your dacks, Harry.

That do you? The Full Monty
will be an extra hundred bucks.

Jacinta, there wasn't
a mark on either of them.

So?

So you've been holding out on us.

Who else was there?

I've got no idea.
I only saw two men.

But that doesn't make any sense,
Jacinta.

There was no sign of injury
on either of them.

I'm only telling you what I saw
and that's two men.

Look, I can't believe
you're hassling me with this

when I've got to identify
my husband's body.

The blood from the third party can't have
come from Shaw or Trevallion.

It is a serious amount,
not just a nosebleed.

So what are you doing about it?

Well, we're canvassing
hospitals, doctors.

Good, because
I honestly can't help you.

I didn't see anyone else.

And maybe I was wrong about those two
or maybe only half wrong, even.

Meaning?

Meaning maybe they hired someone
to do it

or to help one of them do it.

Look, if I knew anything,
I'd tell you.

You think I don't want to find out
who killed Luke?

Do you?
What's that supposed to mean?

Well, how was your marriage,
Ms Hansard?

How did your husband treat Jordan?

Just get me to the morgue.

OK?

OK. Yes.

We'll need you to say his full name.

Yes, that's my husband...

..Luke Martin Hansard.

I want to be with my son now.

Yes, of course.

She didn't behave like a woman
who had just lost her husband.

Maybe she was pulling herself
together for the kid's sake.

Possibly. Or perhaps she's got
1 00 K stashed somewhere.

If she thinks she can hide it from
those two, she's out of her mind.

Right. Thanks, Si.
We've got a hit.

Doctor at the Queen Vic fixed up
two possible knife attacks -

one yesterday afternoon and one
in the early hours of this morning.

PM-Boy. Around the same time
Jacinta was found.

He gave a false name but the doctor
lD'd him from a head shot.

So Neil Seresin was at the house
when his mate copped it?

Looks like it,
but the question is why

and did he join in
or was he collateral damage?

Either way, Jacinta Hansard knew
that her husband was a crook.

I had a hunch

so I got Queensland to fax down
Luke Hansard's bail records.

She was the one who signed him out!

So she's lied to us all along.

Jacinta,
we know that you're aware

of your husband's
criminal activities.

You signed his bail
in Brisbane.

His and Neil Seresin's.

Is that why you lied to us
about Seresin being at the house?

I'm not lying.

OK, Jacinta,
here's where we're at.

The pathology report notes abrasions
on your husband's knuckles.

He was in some kind of fight.

In the car park.
Yeah, I told you that.

We also know that Neil Seresin,
his accomplice...

His friend!

..suffered a slashing wound
to the upper thigh.

He's lucky
it wasn't the femoral artery.

It seems highly likely to us that the
other blood at your house was his.

Why lie?

So you can keep the money?
What money?

The 1 00 grand that was stolen
in Queensland.

A sawn-off shotgun
was used in those robberies too.

Neil and Luke fell out
over the money, didn't they?

No. Two men came in.

They shot my husband,
they searched the house,

the big one raped me, they left.

End of story.

Yeah, right.

Jordan saw the two of them.
He told you that.

Maybe you told him what to say.
Maybe we need to talk to Jordan again.

You stay away from my kid!

She's well-rehearsed.

Stuck to her story like glue.

Except for one slip-up. She freaked
out when I mentioned the kid.

So why haven't we gone there again?
Case worker.

She's throwing her weight around.

Had a bit of a run-in
at the hospital.

Basically, she said
no more interviews.

So what? Tell her
Homicide takes precedence.

Miriam's being pretty explicit.

She feels another interview with the
child could cause even more trauma.

But now that Jacinta's
out of hospital,

she has every opportunity
to contaminate his evidence.

It's better that he answers
our questions first.

Exactly.

Miriam...?
Toffler.

She's the social worker.

I know Miriam.

Leave her to me.

Miriam.

Social Services may not
quite have your budget,

but we still stretch
for a cup of instant.

Ah, for you, Miriam, real coffee.
Top barista stuff, this.

How much?

Um...um...the usual. Why?

I meant how much is it gonna cost me?
What do you want, Superintendent?

Miriam, I'm hurt.

I know how hard you work,
no time to breathe.

I just brought you a coffee to say
thanks for your assistance so far.

That's all.
Let's see.

Among current cases, the only one
that would have any interest to Homicide

involves a six-year-old
named Jordan Hansard.

Well, that's good.

We don't want too many ankle-biters
mixed up in Homicide scenarios,

do we?

There's no point
in upsetting him further.

He's deeply traumatised.

Jordan Hansard has
already been interviewed.

We want to solve
his dad's death, Miriam.

He may have more information

now he's had the benefit
of your expert TLC.

Alright.

Look...

You're very good at your job.

We're good at ours.

His mum's lying to us.
We need your help, Miriam. Simple.

No crime scene photos on the table.
No graphic details.

No shock tactics.

And any question to be withdrawn
immediately if I say so.

Fair enough.

And I can call an immediate halt
to proceedings if I see fit.

Absolutely. You're a gem.

One more thing.

I don't take sugar, Superintendent.

Right. Here you go.
Now, there's Alfie.

Oh, do you know Alfie, Jennifer?

Yes, but we
haven't been introduced.

You got any kids, sir?

Dodged that bullet, did you?

Well, Alfie is Jordan's best friend.

We thought Alfie could help Jordan
with any tricky questions.

That's a good idea. Alfie was
at the house too, wasn't he?

So we were wondering
if you could tell us anything else

about the two men?

Are you sure
that there were just two men?

Y es, they got cross.

Hmm.

And do you recognise...

..these two men?

Why don't you ask Alfie?
He's got a very good memory.

OK.

Alfie?

OK.

What about...this man?

Oh. Does Alfie know his name?

Alfie says it's Uncle Neil.

Uncle Neil?

And was Uncle Neil there
when the bad men came?

No, the bad men shot my dad.

You saw it?

Jordan, you're not in trouble here.

And if you saw it,
you must have been really scared,

maybe too scared
to even tell us before.

Because before, you told us
that you only heard the gun go bang.

I saw. Then the man hit me, so
I ran away and got in the cupboard.

The man hit you, Jordan?
Not your dad?

I think we'll leave it there,
Detective.

It's OK, Jordan. Let's go. Let's see
if we can find something to drink.

You believe him, sir?

I believe the monkey.

Why would he lie before about
what he saw? About being hit?

'Cause he's scared. Or he's doing
what his mum told him to do.

Uncle Neil.

Maybe he's around there a lot.
His dad's mate.

That's what I was thinking.
But?

Miriam talked to the boy
some more after.

About the shooting?
She can't do that.

No, no, about his family situation.
And?

And he does call Seresin Uncle Neil
and he is around there a lot.

And he also gives him
lollies and DVDs.

Please tell me this isn't going
where I think it's going.

No, not quite.

Jacinta said that she hadn't seen
Neil in months. That is not true.

Seresin goes around there
when Luke Hansard is away.

Spends a lot of time with Mum.

Things are coming into focus.

So the boy's maintaining
their secret.

Well, trying to.

Except now he's getting confused.

We know now he saw the gun go off.

But he still insists
that it's one of the "bad men".

She made up the two intruders
to cover up for a shag buddy.

We have the gun. Uniform's
recovered the murder weapon.

We were right. Sawn-off shottie.
Where was it?

In the Hansards' back garden,
wedged up a tree.

They're checking it for prints.
Talk to Jacinta Hansard again.

She must know something about that.

Sir?
Yeah, what? We're busy.

Detectives Buchanan and Ryan
have located a Neil Seresin.

They asked me to give you a heads up.
Take it.

Murder? How'd you work that out?

You received that knife wound
in an argument with Luke Hansard.

Didn't you?
No.

You killed him with a shotgun you
used in the Queensland robberies.

Right?
No, I didn't kill anybody.

I hurt my leg climbing through
a broken window, OK?

Locked myself out of my flat.

Yeah, right. That story
may have worked in Emergency.

Keep digging, idiot. Just digging
a bigger hole for us to bury you in.

Did you kill Luke Hansard
for the money?

You two are crazy. I didn't kill him.

No?

This...was found by Uniforms.

In Luke Hansard's garden.
I didn't put it there.

It's been wiped clean of prints,

but it is the same shotgun used in
the Queensland robberies, isn't it?

I didn't...
By you and Luke Hansard!

I didn't kill him.
Your car was seen driving away.

A blue Camry.

Jacinta Hansard says
that she was raped.

But we think she's lying.

So you tell us what happened.

OK, look.

Me and Luke pulled the robberies,
yes. But we were partners.

So...
maybe it wasn't about the money.

You see, we've been thinking
about robberies and 'hard men'

and stolen money,

when really it was just

a simple domestic.

Wasn't it, Uncle Neil?

Lollies, DVDs.
Bribes to keep the kid quiet.

Which wasn't hard, given
that he seems to like you more

than he likes his own dad.

But kids, they slip up and all of a sudden
you're going down for murder.

No. Me and Luke were just about
to move up to the major league.

Why would I kill him?

Because he caught you with his wife!

OK. He caught us together.

I'll tell you exactly
how it went down.

Finally.

The money we stole was gonna be used
to buy into a major job.

Got to spend money to steal money,
Luke reckoned.

He was off organising it in Sydney
while I stayed down here.

Giving it to his wife?
It was an opportunity, yeah.

How long's that been going on for?

Over a year.

Almost every time he went away
to set up a job.

- Handy arrangement.
- Except he got back early.

Caught us at it on the couch
in the lounge.

You bastard!

Nice. Where was the boy?

In his room, watching DVDs.
He loves the telly, keeps him quiet.

Luke went crazy, pulled a knife,
tried to bloody castrate me.

Argh!

But I got away. I ran like hell.

You'll never screw anything
ever again!

Then you came back and you shot him
after he'd given his wife a beating?

No, no, I swear I didn't.

When I took off, Luke
was still screaming and yelling

with a bloody knife in his hand.

You'll keep!

He was off his nut,
but he was still alive.

He was still alive!

What do you think, sir?

I think we still don't have
our murderer.

We're holding Seresin
for further questioning.

It's not gonna
help much, though.

Any traces of semen are gonna be
his, same as the blood in the house.

All supporting his story.

So says Seresin. It could also
support him being a rapist.

And there are things that don't
make sense, Like the gun, right?

Yeah, why take the time to wipe
the gun clean, hide it in a tree

when you're bleeding
like a stuck pig?

And there was no blood on
or near the tree.

- Maybe she hid the gun for him.
- Maybe.

If they were lovers.

Which makes her an accessory
after the fact.

Look, even if Luke Hansard
did attack Seresin

and Seresin did shoot him,
it'll still be self-defence.

We've got her blood in the hallway,
we've got her blood in the bedroom.

She must have gone in there,

rumpled the bed to support her
"rape, I didn't see anything" story.

Then she taped herself up, waited
a while and crawled to the phone.

OK, so what if
after Seresin took off,

the opposition crew really did
arrive looking for the money?

They killed Luke

and Jacinta just lied
about the rape?

Either way, she's still lying
about all or some of it.

And coaching her son to do the same.

- So where's the money?
- Up in Sydney, supposedly.

Buying into a bigger job.

Mapplethorpe, spend your penny.

My gut feeling is...
caught in the act.

Seresin gets stabbed and runs off.

Jacinta gets beaten up
by her husband,

she turns his gun on him.

Then she wrecks the place.

She makes the rest up. She's been
thinking on the run ever since.

OK. So prove it.

Had a look at the photos
you sent over.

A bit like the 3-D posters
in my kid's room.

Stare at them long enough,
the bigger picture jumps out at you.

See here.

This bruise is new, but just above it
there's one that's already fading.

So she's been beaten before.
Domestic violence?

Possibly.

The upper arms - they're classic
grip markings for being held,

shaken, tight grip.

These marks on the chest - punches.

And on the neck...another grip mark.

One hand.

So, those are the latest bruises,

the ones sustained
in the rape and beating?

But, look, the older bruises cluster
in the same areas as the new ones.

They're not random. He favours
certain holds,certain punches.

Battered wife syndrome.

And yesterday she suddenly snapped.

She's good at covering.

She'll have a story for every one
of these old bruises.

You want something stronger?
That'd help.

These marks on her lower back,

they were made
by lashes from a thick belt.

And look.

Bird of prey.

This is her husband's belt.
He was wearing it when he died.

- Miriam.
- She lied to us again.

It was her husband who beat her up.

- You can prove that?
- Conclusively.

We can show you the photos.
His belt.

She must have put it back on him
after he was dead.

So if she's lying,
you need to talk to Jordan again?

Yeah, because Jordan's been struck
by someone too, hasn't he?

Don't assume
he'll give the person away.

Children can be fiercely loyal.

This is a murder, Miriam,
and that child holds the key.

We know
that your mum made up a story

and we know she made it up
because she was scared.

But now we've got
to get to the truth

so that we can help her
sort it out, OK?

So let's start with a hard question.

Did your mum have the gun?

Did the gun go bang
and shoot your dad?

But your mum didn't do that?

Did Uncle Neil do that?

So who did?

You like Uncle Neil.

And you even keep secrets for him.

Hmm. Secrets about
your mum and him?

The bad men shot my dad.

Like Mum said.
Yes. Then they hurt her.

But, Jordan, we know
they didn't do that.

We know your dad hurt your mum.

I wanna go home.

Jordan, try to talk
to Jennifer. She's trying...

I wanna go home!

Jordan, we really need your help.
No!

Please?

He doesn't know a thing. Please?

I'll tell you what happened.

I'll tell you everything.
Everything.

Please?!

OK.

Thanks, Alfie.

Give her two minutes,
then bring her in for an interview.

I lied.

Neil and I were having an affair.

We had fun together.

He's great with Jordan too.
What about your husband?

He was a pig...to Jordan and me.

Bashed us both on a regular basis.

And Neil was sympathetic?

He listened.

The sex thing had to happen
eventually.

Just sex?

No, no, more than that, I guess.

But you didn't love him, though,
did you, Jacinta?

You were prepared to let us
pin the murder on him.

I was scared.
I've got my son to think about.

I've got to be there
to look after him.

I went over the photos with
a fine-tooth comb. All of them.

I thought they'd tell
the same story.

And they didn't?

- So what happened?
- Jordan was in his room.

And Neil and me were on the couch.

Luke had taken the money back up
to Sydney but he came back early.

Then all hell broke loose.

You bastard!

He always carries that bloody knife
in his boot.

- Please!
- No, no, no, mate. Argh!

You will never screw
anything ever again!

You'll keep!

I was lucky. He just used
his belt and his fists on me.

You bitch!
Aargh!

Don't!
Argh!

I was sure he was gonna kill me. He
just beat the crap out of me instead.

I crawled for the bedroom.

And?
And he came after me.

Laying into me with his belt.

And then he...he went back out to
the...the fridge to get a drink.

I went, um, to the wardrobe. I...

I got the shotgun.

Then I shot him.

That's all fine, Jacinta.

But it doesn't work, does it?

What? I don't know what you mean.

I mean that you're
still lying to us.

I'm not lying.
So when did young Jordan get hit?

He didn't get hit. He banged
his head hiding under the bed.

Hiding from who?

Hiding from the fight.
He was scared.

Our pathologist took a look
at this bruise.

And in her opinion,

this bruise is the result
of a good solid backhander.

I can't remember. He might have
come out and copped one from Luke.

It wouldn't be the first time.

- Stop it!
- No!

There's another bruise too,
on his hip.

And that wasn't made from a kick or
a punch. Look at the shape of that.

No, you're wrong.
Yeah, something else.

It was something
that knocked him over.

Leave her alone!

Argh!

Ohh.

No wonder the trajectory was low.

You wiped the gun clean.

You hit it
and you got rid of the knife.

And you took the time
to tell Jordan what to say,

to really drum it into him

before you faked the taping of your
wrists and ankles,

then undid it
and made the Triple-0 call.

No.

No.

Jacinta, we know that you're just
trying to look after your son.

We know the truth.
He's a child. It's gonna be OK.

The more that you tell us,
the less we have to ask him.

He's just a kid!

And you love him.
That's why you're so scared.

What's gonna happen to him?

He didn't mean to kill him.

He didn't mean it.

He was just trying
to protect his mum.

Sometimes the truth we get
is the last thing we want, huh?

Yep.

Jacinta would've stuck to her guns too
if it wasn't for the photographs.

I just don't get it.
We're not monsters.

If she'd told the truth from the
start, this could've all been over with.

A mother's instinct
is to protect her child.

Yeah, but at what cost?

She risked going to prison
until her son was grown up.

- She didn't think it through.
- Well, she was scrambling.

Once we started finding holes in her
story, she came up with another one.

Well, wouldn't you...for your child?

The story about the confrontation
in the car park, that was true.

But that's about all.
I assume she's been charged?

Impeding an investigation
and making a false report.

Then I'd better arrange care
for Jordan.

Come on, Miriam,
we're not that callous.

She's gonna be charged and bailed
so she can look after him.

Well, that's something at least.

Thank you, detectives.

I'll walk you out.

See you, Miriam.

Poor kid. It's gonna stay with him
for the rest of his life.

Yeah. And us.

Yep.

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