All language subtitles for heartbeat_18e12_the_middle_of_somewhere

Heartbeat, what do you miss when my baby
kisses me?

Heartbeat, what does a love kiss say in
my memory?

Well, don't blame me, Joe.

Did you think it was appropriate to have
Carol interfering in a police

investigation?

Have you ever even heard of Box
Jellyfish?

Well, that might be the leak of our
worries.

There's a stranger asking after Carol.

Rosie was a blonde.

Sarah Wagner was a blonde.

I don't have to remind you the colour of
Carol's hair, do I?

Where's she got to?

Carol, you never did tell me.

What are you doing in Marilla Bar?

G'day.

What's your place?

Well, uh, one of me mum's. Got a room
booked.

Ernie Burden?

Ma?

Yes? This is Mr. Burden.

The celebrated jockey?

Too right.

I'm Lou.

Pleased to meet you.

I can't help but wondering, Ernie,
what's a fine two -year -old like Banana

Bender doing in the Marilla Bar picnic,
right?

Ah, look, Lou.

The owner reckons a few wins in piddling
small -town meat like yours might

bolster his form when it comes to
entering the bender in the Melbourne

Word to the wise.

Put the D's to the pub on this, Nag.

With yours truly in the saddle, I shall
say no more.

Kenneth Murray's on her way. You ready?

Does she know why we want to see her?

Her husband might be a friend of mine,
Miss Dawson, but I'm still a cop.

I'm as keen as you are to hear what she
has to tell us and see how she reacts.

You don't need me for this.

I'm going to wait for Carol.

Whoa!

Bananabender! I've just seen him!

I'm far off about time.

I'm going to get one over you this year,
Lou, no matter how short the odds. I'm

going to increase mistake.

I'm flabbergasted, Sergeant Flaherty.

You of all people ought to know that off
-track betting is against the law.

If flood, fire, drought, storm, Ross
River fever, a boil on the fetlock, or

other act of God or man should prevent
that horse from starting, well, it won't

be me that has to worry about the state
penal code.

Another 20 to win.

Sergeant.

My lovely Rosie.

Best mechanic I ever had.

She should never have gone off without
Ozzie.

Oh, we thought he was a wrong end.

I can't say I disagree with you, Mr
Scripps.

You keep that Mick MacDonald under close
observation until we're absolutely sure

she's safe and sound.

I'm afraid he's out of the picture.

Sergeant Miller's orders.

We also serve to only stand and wait.

And I, for one, have done enough waiting
and standing for one night, so go to

bed, the pair of you!

I don't have a clue where my brother is
now.

I don't even know if he's still alive.

I don't know how he's supposed to feel
or...

What am I supposed to say if I ever do
find him?

All I do know is that Daniel was shipped
off to Australia when he was a little

boy, eight years old, and dumped in some
hellhole at a farm school.

Did you get to what, folks, too?

entering the picnic races, Miss Janet?

I don't know.

Seems Champion the Wonder Horse is
running this year. So I hear.

You didn't get me here for a tip, Bert.

No, that'd be right.

This is Detective Sergeant Dawson.

She's from England.

We want to talk to you about Sarah
Wagner.

So you've seen fence and come to have a
squint at my piece of prime real estate.

It's just up here a ways. I'm afraid
not, Mr. Urquhart. I'm looking for my

friend.

A sergeant? No, another English woman.

A blonde.

There might have been someone answering
that description here earlier.

Went away in a Ute.

A utility beard.

Can't say I saw who was driving.

You'll have to wait here, Carol. You're
not going to leave me out here in the

middle of nowhere, are you?

It's the middle of somewhere to us.

It's safer here than anywhere else on
earth.

I'll get one of my brothers to drop you
back in town.

What's this about? Now tell me.

You have a brother and you don't know
where he is.

I have a sister and I'm telling nobody
where she is.

She's having a baby.

It seems like it's all gone crook on
her.

I've said too much already.

Has she got a midwife?

What do you know about how things go
around here?

Why should you? I can help. Take me with
you.

I can't do that, Carol.

What if something goes wrong?

Our women take care of each other. I'm a
district nurse. I'm trained.

Come on, Nev. Who am I going to tell?

I trust her.

Come on, let's go.

Sarah Wagner was not what you'd call a
friend, exactly.

We worked a summer job at a resort off
the reef.

Travelled down together and she came to
stay for a day or so.

I think she took a bus out west, wanted
to see the Red Centre.

Just like Rosie.

But she never got back to Perth, did
she, Janet? Look, Sarah was a free

That's what they said about Rosie.

So why did your mum make this report to
the police?

A few weeks later, I'd already gone back
to college.

Mum said you got a call from Sarah's
dad.

From what Sarah said, she didn't get
along too well with her parents.

I thought, you know, maybe she just
followed her dreams.

Sometimes I wish I'd done the same.

Don't we all?

I can't say I lost too much sleep over
it at the time.

Should I?

The reserve.

That my life is on the border.

What I've done, I didn't fear.

There's a river running through me.

Matt, why hasn't the sister got any
medical assistance?

Well, it goes like this, Carol.

Lily worked as a domestic on a property
out west.

When she found out she was expecting,
she came back here to her own mom.

It's a white fellow that's her father,
you see.

And what's that got to do with it?

Well, if she would have stayed, they'd
have taken the baby off her.

That's government policy.

Bad secrets in this beautiful land.

Have you guys seen the sergeant?

Would you tell him there's a weirdo
hanging around asking questions?

Did he have a ponytail?

You know the fella.

Which way did he go, Mrs Pike?

It's okay. Don't panic. This happens
sometimes.

I'm here with you.

What's going on?

Nothing. It's okay.

The baby just needs a little help.
That's all.

Mother and baby are doing well.

Go and say hello to your nephew now.

Yes, I appreciate that, Mr Wagner.

Yeah, of course, I'll let you know.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

Not an easy call.

Seems Sarah Wagner never did make it
back to Fremantle and her old man blames

the police.

Gave me an earful.

He reckons we never took it seriously
enough.

Maybe it's time to reopen the
investigation.

Who's your off -sider?

Joe? Yeah.

That's what I'd like to know.

Tears we share with understanding,

don't we stand?

Mongrel?

When are these people going to learn how
to treat our land with respect?

There don't seem to be any witnesses who
saw Sarah get on the bus.

Maybe she was hitchhiking.

Whatever old Mr Wagner thinks, I'd say
my predecessors did a pretty thorough

job. State police, main roads police
made inquiries at all the stops along

route she was supposed to have taken
between here and the border.

Nobody saw her.

That's the point.

These missing females could be anywhere
between here and the Indian Ocean.

It's not as if any bodies were ever
found around here.

think of it no one seems to have asked
our indigenous population if they know

anything hey i want a word with you
young fella carol he hasn't done

was just showing me take care of it
sister are you arresting me sergeant i

want to know if you noticed anything
strange out at the res mate what am i

mate now am i no sergeant the famed
flaming beauty spot as ever

Where the hell have you been?

Joe's been worried sick.

Is he really?

And here's me with a distinct impression
you two are pretty keen to get rid of

me. Will you do me a favour, Carol, and
go back to the hotel and stay put?

Carol Cassidy.

I saw you notice in the courier.

Oh, yeah, another one.

Hey!

What? Wait! Hey!

Hang on, mate!

I'm Danny.

Danny Cassidy.

Daniel? Do you know what you're doing?
This is my brother.

Sorry, I thought... I got it wrong.

Where did you find me?

I don't mind telling your advert.

I've been working as a crop sprower on
the fruit farms down south.

I rang the motel. They told me to get in
touch with them. They were all about

police. So I borrowed the boss's plane
and flew up here.

I can't believe it.

I've got work to do.

I'll leave you two to get acquainted.

Yeah, you do that.

I suppose we'll have to run another
check on every one of these names.

Fair dinkum, mate.

Oh, I could. I don't mind.

Be my guest.

I'll clear it for you.

Records office.

Yeah, the records office.

Sergeant Flaherty, Merullabah.

Yeah, mate, we could do with some rain
up here. You should see the state of my

lawn. Dry as a pommie's tail.

Yeah, it's pretty parched, if you ask
me.

Look, I need authorisation for an
English colleague of mine to have

A Detective Sergeant Dawson.

Yeah, righto.

Ah, just a turn of phrase, you know.

Any reflection on your personal hygiene
or that of your countrymen?

Surely coincidental.

No, no offence.

And none taken, Sergeant Clarity.

It's Bert.

Right, then.

Bert.

I'm Rachel.

Rachel.

You're saying Bert.

Back with us then, Constable Mason?

I know. I took my eye off the ball. I'm
sorry.

Now, would you like to tell me what's
been going on, please?

Just easy, you lad.

Do you know what I want to talk to you
about? Come on!

Clear up, or I shan't be responsible for
now.

I'm bothering you, Mr. Strick. For
crying out loud, Blue.

This your vehicle, sir?

You know very well it's not.

Belongs to the bloke I'm working for.

Now, suppose you do have his permission
to take it off his property?

You got me there, piece of younger.

Perhaps we might take a trip down to the
police station.

So I can have some... Yeah, why don't
we?

Huh? Lock me up. You'll be doing me a
favour.

I'm good for nothing else these days.

You're not the only ones worried, right?

It's quite so hard to find out about my
mother.

I can't remember anything about her.

I can.

A lovely mum.

What does she look like, Danny?

A bit like you.

Same colour hair.

It's like I'm a recogniser straight off.

How many have you seen a picture of?

When I was first set out here, the only
thing I had to remind me of who I was

was a picture of the two of us and our
mum.

She was a beauty, right enough.

You've still got it, have you?

It's tied in my shoe.

Until the so -called brother took it off
me.

Sorry, Danny.

My whole life, I've had the terrible
resentment towards you.

How did you abandon me?

You must have been two when last I saw
you.

My last memory of you was seeing you
dragged off by a nun bawling your eyes

Next thing you know, I'm picking my guts
up on this rusty tub with hundreds of

other scared kids being shipped off to
the land of opportunity.

Child migrants, they call it. It's like
we have some choice in the matter.

I never left you, Carol. I was
kidnapped.

We've got to stop that horse somehow,
son.

We, Land Ranger?

You don't seem to appreciate the gravity
of the situation, Cole.

If Banana Bender romps past the post,
then bang, goes your life of luxury.

Face it, Ma, you win, some you lose,
Tom. Oh, not me.

I've always been a believer in the kind
of turf accountancy where everybody

loses. Except the blooming bookies.

Seems to me you've only got one choice.

Nobble the nag.

With Barton's minder and Flaherty
watching the stable.

But if Ernie couldn't ride Banana
Bender,

You beauty.

Maybe you're not such a half -wit as you
look.

I think you did inherit some of my
brains, after all.

Because you certainly did inherit your
father's looks.

Bless him.

Yes.

Danny, what are the monks saying about
the farm school?

Slave labour camp, more like it.

Stuck out in the middle of the desert.

Might as well have been on planet Mars.

Working us like beasts in the field, all
hours.

Kept wondering what I'd done so wrong to
be treated so cruel.

What went on there?

We stole my childhood.

I can't talk about that, Carolyn.

I'm not ready.

Maybe someday.

Haven't you told anybody?

Of course, I'm the only one.

But who'd believe it?

When they tell you the truth, they'll
set you free.

But there's nobody who wants to hear.

This land holds some very dark secrets.

Somebody else said that to me.

It's all sweet now.

Because we're together again, sister.

You pick up those bugs?

Good boy.

Now, you go and keep our little friend
over there company.

Anything he wants is on the house.

There you go.

You wouldn't do this in Yorkshire, eh?

Just one of the delights of this
tropical paradise.

a piece of which could be yours for less
than you'd think possible.

Spoil yourself, Ernie. Have a chill one
on me, eh?

Not tonight, Cole.

There's plenty of time for celebrating
once Banana Bender passes the winning

post. There's a lot of folk expecting me
to make them a bob or two tomorrow.

At least let me go and get you a nice
juicy teabag.

No meat tonight, Cole.

Lays heavy on the stomach the night
before a race.

Think I might turn in.

Not yet, Ernie.

Tell us how you won the Nambour sweep.

Well, you should have been there.

No, I'm going to get an early night.

Look what I've got.

Just for my two favourite fellas.

Look at the size of them Morton Bay
bugs, eh?

Can I tip to you, Ernie?

Well, I won't say I'm not partial to a
bug, Lou.

Now, don't tell everybody.

They'll all be wanting in on the act.

Let's leave the hoi polloi to their
snags, I say. What's the game, Lou?

Keep me a chat from his crustaceans.

Way to go, that little...

That's been

done.

But I set some kind of example.

I'll have to pull myself in for driving
under the influence.

I'll see yous all at Sparrowfart.

Enjoy, boys.

Bye.

Joe. Who is it?

Oh, well, what do you know?

What's the matter, Dave?

Oh, Rachel.

I just had a call from my colleagues.

They found a car abandoned off the road
about an hour west of here.

It's licensed to a young woman from
Charleville who was driving down to the

races today. She's completely
disappeared.

Maybe there is a killer on the road, on
my patch.

Where was this?

By Jindalong Creek.

I'm going to take a drive out there.

I'll come with you.

Why not?

I'll blitz the records office.

Jindalong Creek.

Rachel and I went to the roadhouse to
have a word about Rosie.

Mr... What was it?

Meredith.

Not the most welcoming of hosts.

Have you ever eaten a cold meat pie,
Bert?

Good morning, brother.

You don't know what it means to me to
hear you say that word, sister.

Are you all right sleeping out here?

That was the best night I'd spent in
years under the Southern Cross.

I've got to keep an eye on the boss's
plane.

Pretty decent of him to give us the
land, I'd say.

Didn't want to return us crop duster and
anything but good working order.

You know what, kiddo?

I know this has been said many times
before, but today's the first day of the

rest of our lives.

It doesn't mean it's not true.

Will you let me buy you breakfast, Danny
Cassidy?

The Honoured Carol Cassidy.

Mr. Meredith.

What's this about?

The thing is, there's been a complaint
against you.

Oh, yeah?

One of the local Aboriginal population,
I suppose.

And this gentleman, as it happens,
visited from England.

Scotland.

Yeah, I never clapped my eyes at him in
my natural.

Not what you're telling me, sir.

I was here.

That's the man.

I actually prefer if we dealt with this
somewhere more kindly.

Now,

it

seems when a burger was politely
requested, you told him there was none

available.

And yet your sign was on, was it not?

Promising then as now burgers.

And your point is?

Well, some would say that constitutes
false advertising.

Oh, for crying out loud. Haven't you
wallopers got nothing better to do? Just

doing my job, mate.

Hey, Mr Meredith, just calm down. We can
sort this out without further legal

proceedings.

Why, I see it, mate. It's his word
against yours.

Was there anyone else working here that
day who might have witnessed this

altercation?

There was a young man at the pubs.

Ah, well, that'd be Des, my son.

Can I have a word?

He's not here at the moment. He's gone
down south.

What would that be exactly?

Oh, the same day this pump came in here.

Oh, you do remember this dissatisfied
customer?

Oh, I guess so.

Any forwarding address for this, uh,
dead, is it? No, mate.

Well, sir, personally, I don't think
you've got a legal leg to stand on.

too right.

Is that it?

Thank you.

You blokes know anything about this
combi van that was found down the creek?

Well, it looks as if another young woman
has gone missing round these parts.

Have you finished here, Sergeant?

Yeah. Oh, look, while I'm out here, I
thought I might sample one of your

burgers. I haven't got any blessed
burgers!

Then I suggest you turn your blessed
sign off.

Have a lack to what?

Do you think he knows anything?

Somebody knows.

Somebody always knows.

A wife, a mother, a sister.

Somebody got to Rosie.

Somewhere near here.

Well, whoever it is, we'll get him, Joe.

Sergeant Flaherty, come in.

Yep, Flaherty.

Where are you, Bert?

I'm just heading back to town.

You might want to go back and pay a
visit to Jindalong Roadhouse.

We just left there.

I knew it.

Have you got something on Meredith?

Jack Meredith?

No, not Jack.

Someone else from the same address.

Desmond Meredith.

His son?

That's right. He's got a record for
breaking and entering with aggravated

assault. Good on you, Rachel.

There was a tall truck there.

You think they were in it together,
father and son?

What's over there?

Nothing much, except the reserve.

I can't take this piece of tin off the
road, mate. Come on, we've got to go

to the station, get the Land Rover.

Wacko. Al Desmond spent the last five
years in Bogger Road Jail.

Broke into a flat of a young woman in
Brisbane.

And the dates match.

Sarah Wagner's disappearance was before
he was imprisoned and Rosie went missing

shortly after he was released.

Desmond Meredith.

Petra attended.

Do you remember, Joe?

He was fixing a Nissan with blacked -out
windows.

All points, all stations, Marillabar
District.

And all points on...

Being that you're so concerned about my
every move, I thought I'd better tell

you. I'm going for a flight with my big
brother.

Not now, Carol. We're on to something
here. I need to be driving a Nissan with

blacked -out windows, licence plates...
Joe! Carol, please! This is important.

Leave us.

Rachel, hear me out.

That sounds like the Nissan that ran us
off the track when I was driving it back

from his home.

You're averagely reserved. What are you
doing out there, miss?

What does it matter?

I'm telling you, I've seen the vehicle
you're looking for.

Where was this exactly?

I don't know. But Neville... My Eloisa

I'd love to please her

I'd love to care

I'm going to drive out the res and have
a word with young Neville.

Who's that?

My friend.

Bunny, you could pick him up in your
plane.

Yeah, sure could.

Fine.

Tell him we'll meet you at the Blue Gum
Billabong where the road turns off for

the reserve. Thank you, missy. Good on
you.

Thanks, Carl.

Sarge, you've got to do something.

I reckon I've been ducked. Yeah, not
now, mate. Not now.

Then he turned up there, north,
northwest.

Anything out there?

No, not much.

Just an old shack or two from the old
squatter days.

You know, when your people stole my
people's land.

I fear there's a history lesson made.

Over and out.

You've got to turn up this way.

Well, I've ignored this one.

Give us the gun, mate. Yeah, you try and
take it.

It's all my fault.

It's bad blood.

No, it's a bad accident, mate, the way I
saw it.

You're driving like a maniac.

It's me who's got to pay.

Oh, come on, don't be a bloody fool,
Jack.

What am I going to charge you with?

Well, it's just damage of a tyre.

Come on, look, mate.

That's it, that's it. All over, Jack.

All over, mate.

Get in the cracker.

Get in there.

It's alright.

It's over.

You've done it.

Yeah, I need backup.

Yeah, full support.

All you got, mate.

Did Carol know Razzy Cat right well?

Pretty well.

Everybody loved Rosie.

Maybe you don't want to tell her, okay,
Jack?

No, I don't think so.

This is the sort of thing that I'm
trained to do.

This is a brother's job.

You only met her yesterday.

I don't know the day she was born, mate.

Okay, Danny.

Just break it to her gently, okay?

Yeah.

You've got to run her in, Sergeant.

The little fella's right.

She must have doctored the bugs.

What have you got to say for yourself,
Lou?

Now, would I deliberately make one of my
best customers a my own dear boy crook?

What kind of mother do you think I am? I
shan't answer that, Lou, but I'll tell

you something.

You're as cunning as a dunny rat.

I'll never be able to mount the bender
in this condition.

Suppose the favourite will have to be
scratched if there's no -one to ride

Then I suppose you'll have to give back
everybody's stakes.

Oh, come off it, Sarge. A bet's a bet.

Ned, you're a stockman.

You can ride the bender.

You think you can fit into Ernie Bird
and Silks, mate?

You beauty!

It will take more than if he bums to
stop the races at Merullaba.

I've been to do all the work. Maybe it's
time for the final furlong.

The horses are lining up for the first
race, so get your bets on.

Young man, I owe you an apology.

I thought you were up to no good.

You're not the first.

But listen, can you do me a big favour?

Get rid of that barbed wire display.

That's the devil's road.

Would it be possible to borrow the keys
to the post office, Mrs Pike?

I need to make an urgent international
phone call.

It's the middle of the night back home,
Jo.

Horses are now ready for the first race.
They're off!

Sergeant Miller, it's Mason.

Look, I'm sorry to call you at home.

Yes, I know it's four in the morning.

Come on, Joe.

Shout you a cold one.

I'd better go and break the bad news.

No.

Sergeant.

Be like me, please.

Very well, lad.

Rosie. I've been waiting some time for
this, madam.

My winnings, Louise.

Mr. MacDonald.

I've news from Australia.

I trust we've got to know each other a
bit.

You're not going to job me into the
State Gaming Commission, are you?

Don't worry, Bert.

I'm a little flutter myself.

You alright, young man?

It's all my fault.

If she hadn't have met me, if she hadn't
have left here, if I'd taken care of

her, what can I do?

Nothing I can do.

and come with me to tell her family.

Must be getting the crop duster back to
the boss.

I don't know how I'm supposed to feel,
Daniel, with Rosie and everything.

But at least I know a bit more about who
I am now.

I like that feeling.

I'll be over to see you before you know
it.

Don't have a loose touch again, Carol.

I'm sorry about your friend.

Have a safe trip. Take care of my little
sister now, Joe.

Thanks, now. Miss Cassidy?

You know this man?

That's Dr Cunningham. That's what he's
calling himself nowadays.

Brisbane police know him better as
Crafty Campbell.

He might make a detour to Redhill Watch
House and pick up your traveller's

checks. Thanks, Sergeant.

See you, Joe.

Next time, you bring your fishing gear.
You should pop over to Yorkshire

sometime. I suppose with a clear -up
rate.

I'll see you, right?

I hope so, Bert.

Not too late to have a look at my block.

You kick yourselves if you don't.

If

you

think I'm gonna be...

Done -up lock -eye keeper.

You've another think coming.

Jim's the sergeant in the TA. A dab hand
when it comes to managing young men.

Discipline is essential.

Ernie Dunn, found dead.

Stop this! I want to go home now!

I'm not listening.

Let go!