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So, I need you to try
and remember everything

Todd was doing and saying last week.

It doesn't matter
how small or useless it seems.

Ferrari 458 Speciale.
Personalised number plate, P-B?

So, Todd Wilson was a hero
in his wife's eyes,

but he did do a spot of auto theft,
Your Honour.

There's one embryo left
and it's just sitting there.

Your Honour, if it is property,

it's part of Ash's estate,
which she left to me.

Alright, I'm referring this matter
to mediation.

This is Jane Carter. She was driving
the car you crashed into.

She has burns to 50% of her body.

Major Hamilton, I put it to you
that you did nothing

because his weakness
made you feel stronger.

You've got a damn hide.
And you, Major Hamilton,

had a soldier who killed himself

because you preferred
to see him suffer.

You want to get these guns off the
street, you need what's in my head,

and you'd better be ready for
the shit storm it's gonna unleash.

By the way, did we ever get that
ballistics report on the bullets

from the drive-by?
It shouldn't be too far away.

Mm, neither's Christmas.

I'm dead if I talk to you.

That gun was used
in two other crimes -

the kneecapping of Felix Murphy
and the murder of Ashleigh Larsson.

I got out of the car.

I thought that Ash had tripped.

Ash! Ash!

I knelt by her side, turned her over.

Her eyes were open but empty.

There have been
18 other shootings

in the larger south-west area.
What if he was still here?

Range of powers that the police
can only dream of.

A Royal Commission.

What could the twins see?
I'm expecting them home any second.

That gun was used
in two other crimes...

The weapon used...
..the murder of Ashleigh Larsson.

I wasn't going to just
stand there and get shot too.

What'll you do with the embryo?

It's part of Ash's estate,
which she left me.

♪ Theme music

So, George was murdered moments
before he was going to tell us

who gave him his gun, a fact
that was supposed to be a secret.

So, the obvious question is,
do we have a leak?

From inside the commission?
Unlikely. But possible.

Intentionally, I doubt it.

Maybe there's an outside chance
there was loose talk somewhere.

He also lost half a kilo of coke
in that car crash, though,

which is a pretty expensive
stuff-up.

Didn't necessarily need a leak
for someone to wanna kill him.

OK, so what do we do?

Put our heads in the sand, say, 'It
couldn't have been us' and carry on?

Janet, Terry's all over this,
so why don't we just wait and see

what they find out before
starting witch-hunts?

OK. But until we know for sure,
let's at least keep all operations

on a strictly needs-to-know basis.

Morning.
Morning, Janet.

Do we know if forensics
found any DNA?

They swabbed the rope
on George's hands,

around the facial bruising
and under the fingernails.

No result yet.
He must have been a terrible sight.

Well, this commission will not
be intimidated. We'll just carry on.

We may have lost George,
but we still have Felix Murphy, yes?

Correct.

He was kneecapped by the same
gun used in the Nobakht drive-by

and Ash's murder.

Significantly, unlike all
these others, he's still alive.

He was shot in broad daylight,
at point blank range? Yes.

So, he saw who shot him?

Well, he claims he never saw
anything but yes, he must have.

He knows exactly who shot him.

What was he - drug courier?

Gambler.

Borrowed lots, lost everything,
owed everybody.

His phone records linked him
to several short-term money-lenders,

but we never got enough evidence
to make anyone a real suspect.

We need to get a summons.
I'll get on it.

He won't talk.
We can at least try.

And let's not forget about
Todd Wilson, yeah?

His murder and the drive-by
have to be connected.

It's another way in for us.
What about those missing three hours?

Still missing, sorry.
They're just blank.

We thought if Elaheh did an appeal
to the public,

ask if anyone might have seen Todd
that day.

Do those things even work?
Some of the time, yeah.

But for every real sighting,
you'll get 100 false ones.

Alright.
Anyone afraid of a little overtime?

Let's do it.

Can I have a sec?

Keep your legs crossed, darling.

You've known for months
that the gun that killed Ash

was used again on Felix Murphy?

Yes.

Alright.

OK, leaving aside
your decision not to tell me,

because I know you'll say
it's standard procedure

to protect the integrity
of the investigation...

Absolutely correct and proper
conduct, considering...

It has driven me mad.

I've spent the last two years
thinking it was all dead-ends

and now I find this, and...

...and all morning it's been like
this one question pounding into me -

'What else? What else does he know?
What else hasn't he told me?'

Nothing. And can I believe that?
There is nothing else...

How do I know that you wouldn't
keep it all to yourself,

and why would you,
when you know what it means to me?

We have worked together for years.

You know
I wouldn't jeopardise anything.

I can hear news about Ash
and remain perfectly calm.

There's nothing tying the Murphy
kneecapping to Ash's murder.

Yeah, right. Apart from the weapon.

And you don't think
that was investigated thoroughly?

I don't know.
How was it investigated?

I put one of my best
undercover officers straight on it.

He worked for six months on Felix.
He got nowhere.

I understand the significance,
Janet.

Whoever kneecapped Felix
knows Ash's killer.

We haven't gone easy on this.
We have just come up against a wall.

Can we talk to this
undercover officer? Please?

I don't know if that's possible.

Well... whatever he can give us
on Felix Murphy would help.

OK, fair enough. I'll look into it.

Now's a good time.
When I can get to it.

It won't take long, Elaheh.

We just want to pop in
and have a quick chat.

It will just be Heather and myself.

It's OK.
Amin doesn't need to be there.

Are you OK?

What about you?

Did I catch a look earlier, when I
said we should bring in Felix Murphy?

Yeah.
I thought so.

I understand why...
My opinion?

It should have been left open
for discussion,

considering it could be
a death warrant.

That said, I think you're right.

If we talk to lots of others
and don't summon Felix,

he's gonna start to look like
the odd one out.

And you know what that'll have
those other people thinking.

That he's already working with us.

So, he's safer going your way.

But you've got to make it
an open hearing.

None of this closed-door stuff.

Everyone's got to know
that he kept his mouth shut.

Point taken.

How do you think they knew George
was going to talk to us?

They would've known
I got him arrested,

and everyone knows he generally did
what I told him to do.

That's what kept him out of jail
all these years.

Wouldn't have taken much
to put two and two together.

He was a friend of yours, wasn't he?
I know how it is. The lines blur.

He mucked up a lot,
but he wasn't a bad bloke.

There's a few you'd rather
never been born,

but most of the guys I represent
treat me well.

They listen, watch their language.

Better behaved than a lot of
potato heads, that's for sure.

And us prosecutors.
Your words, not mine.

Except we do see the pain
and the damage, of course.

If only you could spend more time
with victims

and we understood the defendants
better.

Then we'd have justice
instead of a legal system.

Mm, pot of gold at the end
of the rainbow.

Neither of us can say we never
made a mistake though, can we?

I've had my fair share
of aborted trials.

Lots of convictions too.

Heather?
Elaheh's right to speak to us.

You've got your wish.
What's that?

Me spending more time
with the victims.

Is that a priority?

I'm just looking at the prosecution
of prestige car theft...

Can you drop that?
Um, I need to talk to you outside.

Flat white?

I don't have any money, so...

No, we can start an account
if you like.

Thank you, I would love one.

How much do one of these cost
to set up anyway?

Career change on the cards?

It's tempting some days.

Not that much cheaper
than a cafe.

You save on bricks and mortar but
then you have to pay council fees

every time you make a stop,
and you have public liability and...

The bureaucracy's expanding
to meet the needs

of the expanding bureaucracy.

That's not me, that's Oscar Wilde.

'To lose one parent may be
regarded as a misfortune,

to lose both looks like
carelessness.'

Studied him at school too.

Thank you.
No worries.

Great.

You know that Ash and I
conceived through IVF?

Yeah.

Ash's sister is taking me to court
over the last frozen embryo.

Awkward.

I have to file an affidavit
before the mediation,

and I've just found out
it's the day after tomorrow.

Deb wants a court order
giving it to her and I...

...I don't want that.
Well, at least not at the moment.

As Ash's partner,
shouldn't it belong to you?

Well, it does, if it's property.
If it's life, things aren't so clear.

The agreement that Ash and I signed
was that in the event of separation,

we would share the embryos equally.

And you only specified
separation...

Look, I'd really appreciate
if you could find me some law.

I've got to convince Deb that
if she goes to court she'll lose,

and then...

...and then maybe we can talk about it
properly.

Yes, of course.

Do you want to use it
to try for another child?

Well, I just want the right to decide
that in my own time, when I'm ready.

I don't want that decision
made for me.

I know from the outside it probably
seems quite straightforward,

but just I have this, um...
it's like an emotional attachment.

It's...
Anyway, I know it's not rational.

I'll get to it.

Thanks.

Robbie Carter?
Detective Inspector Andy Campbell.

I thought you should hear this
from us first.

Last night, the man who crashed
into your wife was killed.

She was semi-conscious for hours
after the crash.

And her burns were terrible.

She'd smashed her head on the
steering wheel and the pain was...

I can't imagine.

Since then it's been one long fight.

So frankly, whatever George Healy
went through... he got off light.

You've either got to believe there's
some sort of karma to everything,

some ledger somewhere that's
keeping track of our moral debt...

...or it's just all
a mindless bloody lottery.

She was just going into the office.

She said it'd be quieter
on a public holiday.

There's no phone calls, you know?

It's just a mindless bloody lottery.

This could speed up the investigation
and help get you answers.

No. I can't.

Won't take long.
Just a short piece for TV.

Please,
we don't want any more attention.

Susie, we really think
this will help.

Don't you want this to be over?

We've been through enough.

You know, people think that we're
in a gang or that we're terrorists.

Elaheh is getting abused
on the street...

This is a chance to change people's
minds - about you, about Todd.

Look, we appreciate
what you're trying to do here,

but please, just leave us alone.

Elaheh, this is your decision.

Our house has been shot at.

One of your witnesses
has been murdered.

Whoever is doing this,

this is how they deal
with people who talk to you.

So, why would I go public,
ask people to dob this person in?

If you were in my position,
would you go through with it,

knowing you were putting
your family's lives in danger?

Elaheh, this person
has already targeted your family.

You need to help us.
Why can't the police do it?

It will mean more coming from
a member of the community.

Once they hear you speak, they won't
think gang member or terrorist,

they'll see someone just like them.

Silence only normalises
this behaviour.

This community needs someone
to stand up

and say, 'Enough is enough.'

You are in the best position
to do that.

It took a little convincing.
Well done.

Heather's liaising with the police
to take calls from the public.

Can't we handle it?

Well, it is our operation.
We've got the 1800 number.

We can second staff
as needed to man the phones.

Sure. I'll get onto it.

Thanks.

Um...

Upgrading the server. It's OK.

Your VPN's trying to authenticate
with the old one.

I'll just force a manual
group policy update.

I got onto that guy
we put on Felix.

Yeah, when's he coming in?

Senior Constable Calder.

He's my undercover guy,
except he's undercover again.

I assured his boss
we wouldn't blow his cover.

I appreciate you agreeing
to speak to me.

Um, right. So...

So, how close did you get to Felix?

Pretty close. He had no other mates.

Right, so he's a bit of a loner?

He was back then.

He actually started gambling
to help his fiancee's sister.

He wanted to bail her out.

Instead, he gambled
his ex's $50,000 house deposit,

and then he pawned
her engagement ring,

which is why he had no friends.

But you gained his trust?
Absolutely.

But he was terrified of the guy
who shot him,

and he would never say who that was.

So, threats of jail wouldn't work?
No.

Financial rewards?
No.

There's really nothing we can do
to get that name out of him?

He genuinely believes
if he told anyone who shot him,

he'll be dead the next day.

I wish I could be more help.

Thank you.

Thanks, Neil.

Now this is what I call
an open-plan office.

Hey.
What are you doing here?

Just... doing some work.

I've been stuck inside all day.

Mm.

Actually, it's not really work-work,
it's more a favour for a friend.

Looks legal to me.

Good guess.
What's the case?

Is an embryo, only eight cells big,
life or not life?

Well, whatever your answer is,
you'll be right.

What do you mean?

Well,
how many whiskers make a beard?

Everyone agrees that one isn't,
but a thousand is.

So, it becomes a beard
without any of us

being able
to clearly pick the moment.

So, everyone will pick a different
moment, and they'll all be right.

There's your answer.

Um, are you done for the day?

As a matter of fact, I am.

What, you weren't waiting for me,
were you?

What? No!

Well, seeing as we're both not
working, why don't we get a drink?

Really?

Why not?

I thought you might be dirty on us
for putting you under surveillance.

I never said I was buying.

So, what can I get you?
Whatever pale ale's on tap.

I've just got to zip to the loo.
Schooner?

Come on, Richard, you going to get me
a straw as well? A pint.

No toilet paper.

Hey, is this seat taken?

Yeah, she's in the bathroom.

Um, sorry, I'm just looking
for my friend.

Is she still in there?
Tall, attractive, pretty.

I don't know, go and look
for yourself. She's not in there.

Hey, it's Keisha,
leave a message.

Um... Hey, Keisha, it's...
it's Richard.

Is everything alright?

Can you give me a call
when you get this? OK, bye.

You don't need to do this.

It's not what's best for our family
right now.

Everything OK?

Just nervous.

Well, that's natural.
Just take a few deep breaths.

Remember why you're doing this.

I'm sorry.
I can't lose the people I have left.

El, Karen and I will be by your side
the whole time.

I'll start talking and you just come
in when you're comfortable, OK?

Just speak from the heart.

When you're ready.

Lina left her fitness thing.

I've decided to hold off
on Felix for now.

Second thoughts?
No, just need time.

I want to organise
another undercover operation.

On Felix?
But this time, we'll use a woman.

Why makes you think a woman

is more likely
to get him to do what you want?

Says the man who drove back to work
to pick up his wife's pedometer.

She's got you there, mate.

Right, I mean, think about it.
No, no, I am, I am.

He does like to help girls
in trouble, Neil said that.

And you have experience running this
sort of operation, so I was hoping...

Sure, happy to.

And it stays between the three of us.

OK, I got it.

Yeah.

OK.

Hey! Hey!
I got your fit thing.

Aww, I just went for a run.

- Well, you have to do it again, then.
- No.

How'd it go last night?

Alright, I think.

If Elaheh's appeal doesn't work,
I don't know what we'll do.

Well, I think the skill's
in sorting through the nonsense,

otherwise you'll drown in it.

Just think laterally
and, um, you'll be fine.

Should we be worried
about the Nobakhts?

What if they're targeted again?

No, if anyone's gonna be targeted,

it'll be those who know
what happened,

not those asking for information.

I guess.

It just suddenly feels
as if everything's on my shoulders.

I mean, Felix won't talk.

We're struggling to find
any other viable options.

If this doesn't work, it's on me.

Be careful what you wish for, hey?

If there's useful information,
you are gonna find it.

I know you will.

But if no-one saw Todd
and no-one comes forward,

then that is not on you,
and we'll find another way.

Well, I hope you have some ideas,
Detective.

Now, finish your breakfast, please.

What's this?
Your undercover operation.

That's how we arrange the intro
and character background.

Are you sure pursuing Felix

won't look like you're
actually chasing Ash's killer?

We're chasing whoever shot up the
Nobakht house. I'd be remiss not to.

And you think that's all
the AG will see?

It's all he'll read in his
final report, unless you think

one of his golf buddies
might tell him otherwise.

If he sees a personal vendetta,

it's not gonna be because somebody
gave him the heads-up.

Circulation of illegal guns cannot
be understood, let alone fought,

without operations such as this.

OK, well, we need to find
a female cop,

and the State police can't help us
for all the usual reasons -

time, money, people.

So, we're back to the Federal Police?

Do you think this will work?

If we find the right person.

I could do it.

I have the experience
and I'm across our objectives.

How do you see it playing out?

Gradually gain his trust
to the point where you ask

if he could get you a weapon.

Am I a criminal
or do I need it for protection?

You're a cleanskin
with an abusive partner.

Basically, you're in fear for your
life when you ask for that gun,

and he'll be a hero
protecting a damsel in distress.

That's doable.

This isn't a decision
you should make lightly.

Felix isn't a hardened crim.

He's caught up with
a pretty heavy crowd.

I mean, the majority
of the kneecapping suspects

have multiple convictions
for assault, firearms, kidnapping.

Terry.

Can it wait, or...?
Alright, on my way.

Is that information
about George Healy?

Could be.
I'll call you when I know. OK.

Just think about it.

We'll talk again later.

Thanks for this.
I know it's above and beyond.

Hey, I'm always happy to help.

So, unfortunately the courts
are way behind on the technology.

There's not one single judge
that's ordered that a frozen embryo

is definitely property
or definitely life.

From what I've gleaned so far,

the embryo disputes
that have made it court

are almost exclusively between
heterosexual couples.

You could be making history.

Well, hang on, your instructions
were to keep me out of court.

So, what have you found that says,
'Deb, you will not win this?'

Family Court, Queensland, 2009.

Divorced couple,
ten leftover embryos.

Husband wants to donate them,
wife wants them to succumb

as per their written agreement,
arguing that she and her ex

can't have separate lives
if a baby is born.

Court agrees, embryos destroyed.
Can I use this?

Well, your agreement
is more ambiguous.

But in that case, the court
refused to compel one donor

to become a parent
against their will.

Yeah, but technically,
I wouldn't be forced

into becoming a parent
if Deborah had a baby -

I'd be an aunty-in-law.

Emotionally, you'd have to feel
connected, you could argue.

But it would still largely come down
to the judge's discretion...

...since it's Ash's egg, not yours.

Well, that doesn't matter.

Deborah may share blood with Ash,
but we decided to share a life.

We chose each other,
we went through IVF

and... and that was our future.

You know,
I would feel like a parent,

and therefore this decision
is relevant.

Maybe we should argue
that the embryo is a person.

You're talking about collective
intentions when you make plans...

No, if it's a person,
it isn't bequeathable.

I can't say it's part of Ash's
estate. I can't own a life.

And then it comes down
to a debate over Ash's wishes,

which is exactly what Deb wants.

Yes, apologies. I haven't had time
to think that through.

It's OK.

Todd wanted to know
if we were having a boy or a girl.

I wanted a surprise,
and he agreed to wait and see.

When he died, I decided to find out,
like he'd wanted to.

Our son,
he'll never know his father's love.

Someone saw Todd before he died.
Someone knows something.

It doesn't matter how small.

If you saw Todd on Australia Day...

Andy was right when he said
it would stir up the crazies.

'Sighted Todd walking a pig
in Redfern on Australia Day.'

As you do.
Mm.

I reckon a third of these
we could ditch immediately.

Are you sure you want to risk
missing something real?

Hey, you want to help us out?

I can soon, I'm just doing
some research on car-stealing.

Ferrari-stealing?
Yeah.

It turns out high-performance
vehicles like that

only really get stolen on order,

when the stealer knows
he has a buyer.

There's no point otherwise.
They attract far too much attention.

Where does that get you?

I don't know yet.

You go, I'll be right.
Thanks.

You alright?

So, what do I do?

Someone has to tell her.
We can't sit on this.

Did you get the email?
Nearly gave me a stroke.

Does it mean she's gonna
have to stand down?

Well, shouldn't that be her decision?
It has to be her decision,

which hopefully
I can help her reach.

How are the phones tracking?
We've had 68 calls.

Most are your lonely types,
attention-seekers.

Any confirmed sightings?
Not yet.

Tony, this is a surprise.

A word, in private, excuse me.

The DNA tests came back from
the rope around George's wrists.

One is a cold hit.

The other matches the DNA
on the balaclava

that was found near Ash's murder.

You must be joking.

Why would...

One possibility is that whoever
killed Ash was a contract killer.

Say that again?

It could have been
a contract killer.

They killed Ash and then they
were hired again to kill George.

Or it's secondary transfer.
Someone else touched the rope.

So, the person that murdered Ash
may have killed George Healy.

He's handled the rope used
to tie George's hands, yes.

And the Nobakht house was shot up

using the same weapon
that killed Ash.

Correct.

We've assumed that
whoever shot up the Nobakht house

did it to get the money
that Todd had ripped off.

Well, the problem is, we don't know
and he could still be after you.

Perhaps the most judicious move
is to step down from the commission.

Yes.

No.
They'd think I couldn't handle it.

Your safety's more important
than your reputation.

And the AG might even
make the decision for you

in these circumstances.

Being the Royal Commissioner,

only the Queen and Governor-General
can dismiss me.

But there is no shame
in stepping down.

You think I'm safer at home
than here?

No, you're right.

Even if we up the security,
he could still know where you live.

At least let me take your kids
to your mum's, until we know more.

And we have to find you
a secure home base.

Yeah, I'll call her now.

But I'm safer being high-profile.

Hiding in plain sight.

But with precautions, yes?

OK.

I think that's it.
OK, cool.

Thanks.

Hurry up, Mum.
We're going to be late!

You're gonna be late!

We are. Here, grab this.

This one's for you. Give me a hug.

Now, listen, don't let Tony sing
any more of his silly songs, OK?

No!

Off we go, off you go! Come on.
Come on.

Come on, come on.
Quick, quick, quick!

No singing, Uncle Tony!

Byeeee!
Say hello to Grandma for me.

Now, give me a big kiss,
give me a kiss. Love you.

A kiss on the lips.
I know, I loved it.

I'll speak to you tonight, alright?

Thanks, Tony.
It's only temporary.

You got through it before,
you'll get through it again.

Now, who's up for a song?

No!

Their obedience to their mother
sickens me.

Alright.
Bye.

And let's go.

Federal Police have completely
locked the place down

for the Felix operation.

It's lucky you can stay too.

They mustn't think you're too much
of a security threat.

Thanks.

OK, this'll be your room here.

I'm next door, and there's a room
down there for operations.

It's not much, but it's secure.

Will you be OK?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Chin in, ribs in and breathing in.

Warrior two.

Breathe in and breathe out.

As you sink a little bit lower.

In yoga, we listen to where
our bodies should be,

not where we want to be.

When we do that, we find our truth.

Where are we on Elaheh's
public appeal?

We've had 102 calls that pertain
to the time frame...

Well, look, we don't have time
to check every single one,

so forget the attention-seekers,
yeah? Be smart.

Andy? Bianca?

We'll find an excuse
to take you off the commission.

Seconded to Canberra usually works.

'Cause no-one will wanna visit you?
Oi! I grew up there.

OK, we'll get all your IDs
and your Facebook page set up.

The higher-ups will do their checks
and balances,

but what we will need
is some form of identification.

What's that for?
So, Bianca can prove who she is.

It's, for worst-case scenarios.

I have a tattoo on my hip.

No tattoos.

Only something you know
that you've never told anyone.

Why can't you use a tattoo?

It might not be there.

Richard, not now.

I know, but your ten o'clock?

Shit, thanks.

What about an answer to a question?

Um... the first woman I kissed.

Um, full name?

Alright, excuse me, I have to...

Have you read the affidavit?

I skimmed it at the lights. So,
you found a case in New South Wales?

Well, it's semen, not an embryo,

but it's more recent,
involves the death of a partner,

and they actually go into
whether human tissue

can be considered property.

And?

Well, following the death
of the husband,

the wife wanted to store
the semen sample and not destroy it.

She thought that after he died,
it became hers.

Now, the judge concluded that,
in law and common sense,

the straws of semen are property.

So, following on from that,

the only way Deborah
can get the embryo

is if Ash
specifically gave it to her?

Mm. I've texted you the citation.

Semen and embryos aren't...

Dickhead!

Semen and embryos
aren't quite the same thing,

but, um, good start, thanks.
Mm.

Now also, I'm still looking
into stolen Ferraris and...

Not now, Richard.

Yeah.
Thanks.

I'm sorry I ran out on you
the other night.

What happened?

Um...

I...
I think I had a panic attack.

I thought I was dealing
with Todd's shooting, but, um...

...suddenly, I just...

The worst part was I could...

I could smell the blood
in the bathroom, I could...

Have you had them before?

No. What, do you think
it'll happen again?

Well...

I just wanted to let you know
that it wasn't you or anything.

If you ever get a spare night
again...

I know who to call.

Yeah.

Deborah, would you like to start

with your statement of position?

Mr Cusack's prepared
these written submissions.

I always wanted to have children.
I mean, more than Ash did.

But I didn't find the right partner
till my early 30s.

And we started trying straightaway,
but it just hasn't happened for us.

The doctors have said I can't
become pregnant as I am.

But if I implanted Ash's embryo,
I'd have a real chance,

and the child could share our DNA.

Now, I'm not saying that the embryo
in storage isn't a physical thing,

but it has huge human importance
to me and my family beyond that.

So...

Also, um... Ash and I always said

that we would be each other's donor,
if it came to it.

OK.

Janet, is there something
you'd like to say?

Deb,
I'm not gonna change my position.

I'm in the middle
of a Royal Commission,

and I don't have the time
to give this

the necessary attention right now.

But once that's over,
I promise we can sit down,

we can discuss this properly.

Please don't force this now.

I have no choice because
you won't respond to my calls,

my texts, my emails...
Now's a bad time.

It's always a bad time with you,
Janet.

It might be a good idea
to remind ourselves

that the last thing we want
is a combative atmosphere.

If this goes to a final hearing,

you will lose and that means costs,
which can add up.

Just a few more months, that's all.

I'm running out of time.
I'll take my chances.

Deb, first I'll draw
on established precedents

to argue the embryo is property
and therefore part of Ash's estate.

As her sister,
you have no claim over the estate.

As her partner, I do.
Well, there's a precedent for semen,

but not for embryos.
Secondly, I paid for the IVF,

therefore I own it,
whether it's property or not.

And thirdly...

...Ash would not have wanted you
to have it.

You have no consent.
I do.

Consent as defined
by Sections 16 and 17

of the Assisted Reproductive
Technology Act

requires written consent.

An email from Ashleigh
to Deborah five years ago,

dated 8th September.

'You could always use one of ours.

We've tried twice so far. Maybe
you'll have better luck than me.'

This was sent
before we were pregnant.

You're making suppositions
about Ash's wishes

after the twins were born.

There are over 120,000 embryos
in storage in Australia.

This is the floodgates opening,
Ms King.

You don't just need Ash's consent.

An embryo is made
from an egg and a sperm.

But the donor was anonymous.
You have that in writing?

It was in one of Ash's emails.

His name's Tim Dolan.

We all met at Sydney Uni.

Our friends know who the donor was,

but we deliberately told
everyone else it was anonymous.

How can we accept that this
represents Ash's true wishes

when there's another email, to
Deborah, where we know Ash lied?

You need the sperm donor's consent,

and you can't rely
on Ash's emails alone.

Well, we clearly won't be
settling this today.

Janet.

Hi, Tim, it's Janet.

Um, look, I know it's been a while,

but...

...could you call me
when you get this, please?

It's urgent. Thanks.

'It's been a pretty shitful time,
to be honest.

I loved Janet's drive
when we were falling in love.

Her intellect, her guts.

But more often these days, I feel
like I'm just an obstacle in her way.

I shouldn't bitch.
She's my entire world.

I just can't help feeling
a little sad sometimes

that she devotes so much of her time
to restoring the rights of strangers,

and the result is
people closest to her suffer.'

Hey.

Andy told me about the DNA link

between George's killer
and Ash's killer.

You know we can send that away
for more thorough testing?

For what?

Hereditary traits,
about hair and eye colour.

We can't identify George's killer
through his DNA alone.

I mean, science isn't that good yet,
is it?

It's getting there.

If you knew he was
a blue-eyed blonde,

that'd narrow the field at least,
right?

We use DNA as an identification
tool, not an investigative tool.

Not yet.

There are tests that can give you
the morphology of the face

just from the saliva
on the rim of a glass.

Hang on,
Janet can't use public funds

to solve her partner's death.

She'd be after George Healy's
killer, that's all.

Sure, and I can't think of any other
unsolved investigation

that that test might benefit.

We've already tested the DNA
to confirm sex and ancestry.

There's a test in Holland
that can give you eye colour,

hair colour, freckles, complexion,
behavioural traits,

its left or right-handedness.

If I order this test
through the commission, it...

...it could look self-serving.

Well, I can make a case for it,
but it wouldn't be fast-tracked

without the commission attached.

OK, a happy medium.
But it's all about George.

Absolutely.

Completely.
As if that'll pass the pub test.

See you tomorrow.

Hey.
Hey.

I'm early.
That's OK.

Wow, that's a great outfit.

These are my clothes. Kidding.

Um, listen, before the others
get here, I just, um...

It's not too late to pull out.

I mean it. It's a great opportunity,
but your safety is paramount.

Hey.

Great things
never came from comfort zones.

Kirsty here'll do your face.
Hi, come through.

Found a place that does these
amazing pear and oatmeal things.

I'm officially obsessed.

Thanks.

So, where do we start?

Your full name, for the record.

Felix John Murphy.

Mr Murphy, is it true that last year
you amassed a large amount of debt?

Yes.
I wanted to win my fiancee back.

And the money you borrowed,
you gambled, correct?

I had a win here and there.

Won 13 grand one night, but then
lost it the next two nights, so...

...basically, yeah,
I went into more debt.

Do you gamble now, Mr Murphy?
Not for eight months.

How do you feel today compared to
when you were a problem gambler?

Healthy.

When I was at a real low point,

I bet at my laptop for a week,
living off a bag of rice.

But now I'm back working as a chef,
growing my own veggies,

just enjoying the everyday things.

Who shot you in the knee, Mr Murphy?

I don't know who.

This person, or persons,
took you to Lansdowne Park,

walked you to a secluded area
and shot you in the knee,

and you have no idea
what they look like?

I was shot in the knee,
but not like that.

Could you give the commission your
account of what happened that day?

I went for a walk in Lansdowne Park.

I decided to lie down in the sun.

A shadow came over me,
that's the last thing I remember.

I woke up in Westmead.

Do you think you were shot
by someone to whom you owed money?

I don't know who it was.

Mr Murphy, I want to be
perfectly clear about this.

If I find that you are deliberately
misleading this commission,

I can have you charged with

attempting to pervert
the course of justice.

I understand.

Brown hair, blonde hair, glasses?
Couldn't say?

I didn't see them.
Mr Murphy, this is your last chance.

Please describe to this commission
who shot you that day.

Sorry.

Please tell me
you're not on Tinder.

Honey's honey
wherever you find the bee.

No, it's my niece getting ready
for her ballet Eisteddfod.

Sweet.

Sorry, but did you come off
that commission thing as well?

The one on guns?

How long have you been here?

Since yesterday. I think
they're gonna recall me today.

Yeah, yeah, they told me the same.

'See how you feel
after a night in lock-up'.

Such bullshit. I don't know
what they want me to tell them.

Yeah, someone gets shot
on Australia Day,

and suddenly
we're all part of a big conspiracy.

They've got no idea.

Still...

...maybe I'm better off in here.

We should take her out now.

You were lucky to have scored
an invite. Leave him wanting more.

Just saying,
but you're in charge here.

Am I going back to court?

They're letting you go. You can
phone someone to pick you up.

I told you at the start
of this operation

that nothing you say
and no information you give

can be used against you
in any court in New South Wales.

This inducement has now ended.

I just, um...
I don't think we connected.

He, um... He didn't get my name.

He'll remember you.

Best on ground.

Lina?

Yeah, I'm on my way.

She's got something on Todd.

Four hours before he was killed,
Todd visited a cafe in Glenfield.

3:30. Where is this?
Railway Parade.

He bought two coffees -
one for him, one for his passenger.

Guy or girl?
Can't tell with that camera.

We'll get RMS footage within a
ten-kay radius, see where they went.

We did that already.

What made you prioritise
this tip over all the others?

Well, the cafe owner
was the only person

to describe Todd in a nice way.

Everyone else said
he was this suss-looking guy,

whereas this person said
he was happy, very happy.

And he paid with a $100 bill.

Hey, hey, stop for a second,
I've got something.

We're a little busy, Richard.
No, no, but this.

If Todd was trying to steal
Bocarro's Ferrari

because he had an order for one,
he'd try again, right?

Because if he did steal one,
and sold it,

then that would explain
all of his cash.

So, I looked up who else in Sydney
has a Ferrari 458,

and guess who bought one
two days before Todd was shot?

Our friend from the inquest.

Major Simon Hamilton.

See, Todd's looking to steal
a Ferrari. Simon Hamilton buys one.

Two days later, Todd is dead
with a pile of cash in his car?

How does an army major
afford a car like that?

But Todd doesn't have any connection
to Simon Hamilton at all.

It doesn't make sense.
Yes, it does.

This is RMS footage.

That's Holsworthy.

The army base.

Karen Parker?

...have a boy or a girl.

I wanted the surprise,
and he agreed to wait and see.

When he died, I decided
to find out like he'd wanted to.

Our son...

...he'll never know
his father's love.

He'll never hold his hand
or ride on his shoulders.

Someone saw Todd before he died.
Someone knows something.

If you saw Todd on Australia Day,

if you know anything
that could be relevant...

...please contact the police.

Tim's here.
What is your position, Mr Dolan?

It's not your place to come in...

It actually is my place
because it's my child

I'd be putting in
this toxic situation.

Have we met before?
Far out.

We have.

It's in the past,
it's not who I am.

Richard and Keisha?

You call Richard and you tell him

you want him back
at the office immediately.

Your extended family
were desperate for answers.

Yeah, and so am I!
I don't know what Todd was up to.

Mr Hamilton, summons to appear
at the King Royal Commission.

Let's see what we've got here.