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? So strange... ?

Mum?

After dinner, sweetheart. Ask your dad.

- ? Every stitch... ?

? You've got to pick up every stitch

? You've got to pick up... ?

Dad?

? Every stitch

? Mm-mm-hm

? Must be the season of the witch

? Must be the season of the witch

? Yeah

? Must be the season

- ? Of the witch... ?

- Not too much lippie. - Trust me, it looks good.

- Perfect for pashing.

See?

- Done.

? Look over my shoulder

? What do you think I see?

? Some other cat lookin' over

? His shoulder at me... ?

Is this nice enough?

? And he's strange... ?

You wear this.

Are you sure?

It's more your colour.

- ? Sure is strange... ? - Judith?

You girls stick together tonight.

We will, Mum!

Be home by 11:00.

No worries, Mrs Donnelly.

Zip me up.

- Zip me up!

Don't forget the smokes.

? Beatniks are out to make it rich... ?

See ya, squirt.

? Must be the season of the witch

? Must be the season of the witch, yeah

? Must be the season of the witch... ?

? Must be the season of the witch... ?

This is for you.

- Brett! - Beth! What are you doing here?

I thought you were up in the city, staying with your sister.

Oh, I had to come back.

The police are at our house.

- The police? - Yes!

They've got a search warrant

and... and they won't let Alan... Alan leave.

What are they searching for?

Well, I can't...

I... I...

We don't know what's happening.

- Can you... can you please come? - Of course, of course.

- She's over there, sir. - Thanks.

Nicholls.

Detective. Impeccable timing.

Victim's laptop.

Don't make me say it.

I don't always enjoy being right.

Deep breaths, Beth, and don't say a word.

Thanks.

Alan?

- Oh, Brett. - Ah.

- Thanks for coming. - Yeah.

What a fuckin' nightmare.

They're taking everything.

They're saying I killed that writer.

Look, they're not arresting you yet.

Have you answered any questions?

Oh, uh, only about last Tuesday.

Tuesday?

Yeah, well, she came here.

And then she made a scene

and then she reported him to the police.

They're making a huge mistake.

Look, from now on, you zip it

and the answer to any question is "No comment".

Is that clear?

Mr Chaplin,

do you agree this item

was on your shelf in the workshop?

No comment.

Do you agree it's the mirror

of a car belonging to Amanda Taylor?

No... comment.

Evans! Got something.

My name is Amanda Taylor

and I am the daughter of a killer.

My father, Warren Little,

was tried and convicted in the 1980s

of the rape and murders of three women

in 1970 and 1973.

He died in jail seven years ago.

I never knew my father, but I...

..I know that he did

sadistic things to women

and I've been ashamed of that

my whole life.

When my mother died,

I found these newspaper clippings

among her things

of the unsolved Cape Rock murders

of Judith Donnelly and Susan Mead.

I believe that she thinks

that my father murdered these girls too.

My book, 'My Father Is the Cape Rock Killer',

will expose the truth.

The video is a pitch.

She sent it to a book publisher three years ago.

I don't know... why she stopped thinking

her father was the killer

and started s... imagining it was me.

Yeah, we're looking into those details,

but her new manuscript was stolen from the crime scene

and her laptop was immersed in deep water.

Consequently, nobody knows

Consequently, nobody knows

what she was writing about or who.

Which, in many ways, works in your favour.

And they can't find out?

Well, she didn't have backups.

She gave no-one details.

She was... Well, she was paranoid.

And she made a plagiarism complaint against another writer

who was a possible alternative suspect.

Look, now, um...

The police have already briefed...

..one of the state's top prosecutors,

Gabe Nicholls.

And they're going to charge you...

..with this.

Uh...

I don't understand.

They have motive.

They have sawdust and hair from the scene.

I don't know how that got there.

You don't have an alibi for the time of death.

I was here. Beth was here.

She has already told police

that she was watching television.

that she was watching television.

She couldn't hear or see you.

And the police confirmed that

with the streaming platform,

so the prosecution is likely to call her as a witness...

- Jesus. - ..against you.

But the biggest obstacle we have

is Amanda's police report

accusing you of assault

just two days before the murder.

I didn't assault her!

She lied.

Good. Well, ultimately, we should be able to prove that.

Beth, I know it's disturbing.

And I have to say this - look, it would be infinitely better

if someone else represents Alan.

I st... I still want you to do it...

..however it turns out.

More likely to lose our friendship if you don't.

Thanks, Beth.

Brett.

Please.

OK, Beth, I'll do it.

But I do so with extreme reluctance

and only because you're my friend.

Brett, this case is not... it's not just about that woman.

Amanda.

Those girls, in '68...

..Alan and I were there that night.

Alan...

..are you staying for the party?

What do you reckon?

Funny how they invite all the local girls

and hardly any of the boys.

Yeah.

Does your dad know you're selling sly booze?

You're kidding, right?

He would skin me alive!

I won't tell.

It's our beach, not theirs. Stay.

It's our beach, not theirs. Stay.

- Beth!

Righto.

That is for you.

Now rack off, yeah?

Stay.

How on earth does anyone think

that I could be married to a man

for nearly 50 years who could...

..who could do something like that?

In today's top story,

the murder trial of Alan Chaplin

is officially underway in Perth.

is officially underway in Perth.

Chaplin, who stands accused of killing

41-year-old English teacher Amanda Taylor, has...

? Well, I don't know why I came here tonight

? I got the feeling that something ain't right

? I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair

? And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs

? Clowns to the left of me

- ? Jokers to the right... ?

? Here I am

? Stuck in the middle with you

? Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you... ?

- Oh, there he is.

? Wondering what it is I should do

? It's so hard to keep this smile from my face... ?

- Hey, man. - Oh! Cheers, man.

- OK. - ? I'm all over the place

? Clowns to the left of me

? Jokers to the right

? Here I am

? Here I am

? Stuck in the middle with you... ?

I have titanium plates in my right leg.

OK? I emailed you guys about this.

Surely we will not have to go through

this security palaver every day.

? Your friends, they all come crawling... ?

- Please. After you. - ? Slap you on the back

? And say please

? Please... ?

Ah, Nicholls.

You wanted to speak to me?

Well, good morning to you too.

Yes, it's about the defendant's wife.

- Oh. Our witness. - Yes, I'm aware of that.

But there is a mercy discussion to be had here.

Uh, did I hear right that you're friends with the defendant?

Isn't that against Colby's law?

No, we're more acquaintances, really.

But his wife is a friend and she has retained me.

Therefore, I need access, so the sooner you call her,

the better for both of us.

- Oh, OK.

Alright, well, we'll adjust.

But you owe me.

Well, what about a bottle of my superb shiraz?

Ooh. Huh.

Ooh. Huh.

Before the trial ends, please.

Wouldn't want it to be sour grapes.

Lunch will be at 1pm every day

and will generally finish around 4pm.

It's expected that we arrive

at least one hour before court begins.

Anybody who's struggling with feelings

or difficulties about the trial

can call me or text me on this number.

As jury foreperson, I'm happy to be on call,

but I suggest you keep

your own surnames and your contact details

to yourselves.

Dang! No fraternising, fam.

Human relations is my profession, so take my advice.

The less we know about each other,

the less complicated it's gonna get.

OK, so I'm proposing a little exercise

to properly break the ice.

So if everybody could stand up.

- Stand up, please. - Sorry.

Um...

We're gonna throw this apple to each other.

When you catch it, say your first name and your occupation

and then throw to the next person.

Um, I'm Andrew. I'm a composer.

- Oh, sorry, man.

- I'm sorry. Sorry. - No, no.

- Just... just gently.

I'm, uh... I'm Bassam. I'm a history teacher.

Uh, David. Orthodontist.

- Hey!

Uh, my name is Blake. Personal trainer.

If anyone wants some tips...

OK, guys, might be nice to throw it to some women as well.

Yeah, we can catch.

Oh!

Uh, I'm Jazmyn.

And, um...

I'm so sorry. I really need to pee.

OK.

That's a health and safety issue now, so...

And we really need everyone present.

So maybe let's just talk amongst ourselves.

Hey, um...

..do you mind if I... I take a drag?

Don't tell Sharon from HR.

I think you mean Karen from HR.

OK! Preach.

Hey, did you see the ex-boyfriend outside?

Whose ex-boyfriend?

Amanda's.

The victim's.

He's not in court, though, which is weird.

I mean, he might just be a witness.

They can't watch the trial

until after they've done their thing, so...

I don't reckon he's a witness. I reckon he did it.

Have you seen a photo of him?

No.

Oh, my God, he's so fucking hot.

But, like, in a kinda creepy way.

But she still is...

I mean, he's doing all that boo-hoo to camera,

but he's getting his face plastered everywhere.

Are we allowed to be looking at things like that?

Doesn't it, like, I don't know, mess up the trial or something?

- Oh, come on!

How are we supposed to make up our minds without all the tea?

Plus, isn't it always the boyfriend?

If I ever end up dead,

you should definitely arrest my boyfriend.

Who's your boyfriend?

Rowan.

He owns Sink.

He owns Sink.

Sink?

The club?

Cool.

Sounds convenient.

I'm going tonight if you wanna come.

Uh, yeah, yeah. I, um...

I'd love to.

- OK! Alright.

Fuck, yes, to you being on this jury.

Honestly, you are my favourite thing about this trial.

Stop.

Really, Your Honour.

Objection. Supposition.

Your Honour, is it my learned colleague's intent

to keep disrupting my examination

with spurious objections?

Objection overruled.

And, Mr Colby, can you shed any light on your intentions?

Your Honour...

..going forward, I will attempt to limit my interjections

to those that have a remote chance of being upheld.

to those that have a remote chance of being upheld.

Thank you.

Continue, please, Madame Prosecutor.

Thank you, Your Honour.

Detective, Amanda Taylor called police

to her holiday lodging on April 4th.

Why did she do that?

To make a formal complaint

against the accused, Alan Chaplin.

If the witness could be given exhibit 5.

It's a statement the victim made to police on that day.

Detective Evans, can you please read out

the highlighted section?

"Mr Chaplin became very aggressive.

"He verbally and physically threatened me."

You did it!

I know you fucking did it!

"Mr Chaplin chased my car

"out of the driveway,

"ripping off my side mirror with his hands in a rage."

Was this complaint followed up?

The officers visited Mr Chaplin that day,

The officers visited Mr Chaplin that day,

but he denied it.

Two days later, Ms Taylor was found dead.

Did Amanda Taylor tell police what sparked the assault

by the accused?

She told the officers

that she'd asked Mr Chaplin for a DNA sample.

Oh. For what purpose?

Ms Taylor was working on a book

about the unsolved Cape Rock murders in 1968.

You refer to the double murder of

Judith Donnelly and Susan Mead on Cape Rock Beach, correct?

Objection, Your Honour.

Your Honour, I dispute the relevance

of detailing the Donnelly-Mead case

in this trial.

Your Honour, it goes to motive.

Mr Colby,

the court has already ruled this evidence

to be admissible.

You are still wasting the court's valuable time.

Continue, please, Madame Prosecutor.

Detective, can you please explain to the court

Detective, can you please explain to the court

the relevance of the Donnelly-Mead murders

in your case against the accused?

Hello, Alan.

Oh, uh, hi.

Can I, uh, help you?

Oh, it's Amanda Taylor. I...

I... I spoke to you a few years ago about my... my father.

Warren Little?

Oh, yeah, you were... you were writing a book.

How's it going?

It wasn't my father.

Oh?

No?

Wow.

That must be some relief.

It, uh... it won't be a relief

until I... I know who killed them,

which is why I'm here, actually.

Well, my wife and I told you everything we knew last time.

Well, I... I don't need you to tell me anything.

I just, uh... I came here for a DNA sample.

What... You...

Wh... How...

Why do you want DNA from me?

Why do you want DNA from me?

Well, it won't take long.

You just have to swirl it around your cheek

and then I'll go.

I'm taking it from everyone

just to eliminate them.

Oh, look, sweetheart. Come on!

You're not the police. You're not the girls' family.

Do you think anyone's just gonna hand over their DNA to you?

Well, if you've got nothing to hide,

then you have no reason to say no...

..Alan.

Did Ms Taylor tell police

that Mr Chaplin agreed to provide it?

She told them he forcibly removed her

from his workshop instead.

Did Mr Chaplin subsequently provide you with a DNA sample?

Not voluntarily.

But after we arrested and charged him

with Ms Taylor's murder,

we were able to compel him to provide a sample.

And did the sample...

Well, was it also matched with the 1968 semen sample?

Well, unfortunately, due to unorthodox processing,

they were destroyed.

So there was no possibility

of matching Mr Chaplin to that crime.

of matching Mr Chaplin to that crime.

Hm. I see.

Was Amanda Taylor aware of these factors?

She was not aware, no.

We only discovered it

when attempting to retrieve DNA for this case.

So in asking Mr Chaplin for his DNA,

Amanda Taylor still believed there was a possibility

of linking him to the 1968 crime?

And therefore a possible motive

for the murder of Amanda Taylor?

Yes.

She insisted on including this information

in her police statement.

She said she wanted a paper trail of her actions

in case something happened to her.

Thank you, Detective.

No further questions, Your Honour.

Thank you, Ms Nicholls.

Your witness, Mr Colby.

Detective Evans...

..after Ms Taylor's death,

how many days passed before you arrested my client?

About 10 days.

About 10 days.

And during those 10 days,

how many other suspects were investigated?

One.

And at the end?

One.

Just one. Yes.

So did you investigate Gia Pandit, for instance,

who was involved in a public dispute with Ms Taylor

at the time of her death?

I'm currently pursuing a legal suit against...

Oh!

..the writer, Gia Pandit.

Sure. Our viewers are aware of Gia.

Yeah, well, I'm not gonna sit back and let...

..let her take credit for... for my hard work.

She is a liar and a thief.

There was no evidence that individual

was in the Cape Rock area

on the day of Ms Taylor's murder.

Let me assist.

Please give the witness the police running sheet exhibit 6.

And would you please read what's written in the comments

next to the writer's name?

"Lives in Perth. Calls not returned."

"Lives in Perth. Calls not returned."

Now, based on that,

would you say an exhaustive effort was made

to eliminate her from the case?

- Not exhaustive, no. - No.

No effort at all, in fact.

Now, what about the sex offender

who is still considered a suspect for the 1968 crime?

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Agatha fuckin' Christie?!

I will take that pen

and I will stick it in your fuckin' eyeball, you bitch!

Peter Wayne Flood was still in custody

at the time of Ms Taylor's murder.

He's now over 80 years of age and not in good health.

He wouldn't have had the strength to carry out the crime

in any case.

In your opinion, Detective.

In my opinion, yes.

Is it true that Amanda Taylor reported a break-in

at her Perth home,

two months before her argument with my client,

two months before her argument with my client,

on February 14?

Yes, that's true.

And that she also stated at the time

that she believed that Flood had arranged

to have her manuscript stolen

but failed because it was not in the home at the time?

Um...

That break-in was investigated

and traced back to a spate of break-and-enters in the area

that night.

There was no correlation to Amanda Taylor's book.

So the victim had a vivid imagination,

was inclined to point the finger at people

for crimes they had not committed.

Objection!

Mr Colby is leading the witness.

Upheld.

Mr Colby, desist, please.

I will rephrase, Your Honour.

Is it true that Amanda Taylor

pointed the finger at the wrong person

for the break-in on February 14?

Yes. In that case, she did.

So, a vivid imagination.

Don't you wish this trial

was about those girls in '68, though, instead?

- Judith and Susan? - Yeah.

- Judith and Susan? - Yeah.

It's so fucked-up what happened to them.

It would be as if you and I went to some beach rave

and then the next day,

your mangled body was found in the sand

and I was bobbing in the water.

That's really... Yep, that's fucked-up.

You're so cute

With your... homemade lunch.

Oh, my God.

It's Blake.

Yeah!

My hammies are attached to my ego!

Oh, my God, I think he just looked at me.

Did he?

Yeah!

Awkward.

- God. - Hey.

You should put your number into my phone

so we can exchange details for tonight.

Oh, um,

it's just that Sharon said we're not supposed to share details

with each other, so...

Did she?

I just don't wanna break the rule, you know.

Oh. OK.

Oh. OK.

Well, then how about you put your number in as Susie?

And I can put my name as Judy.

And then she won't know when we're texting each other.

You know, you're really dark.

This is really dark.

No, I think that we're honouring them.

I think they would appreciate it.

- Hi, Susie. - Hi, Judy.

Let's get back to 1968.

Amanda Taylor had been researching her book

on the murders of Judith Donnelly and Susan Mead

for three years before her death, hadn't she?

- About that, yes. - Yes.

See ya, squirt.

And she'd spoken to, or tried to speak to,

all surviving attendees of the beach party

from which the girls disappeared in 1968.

- Hey, stranger. - Hey!

Will I see you at the party later?

Counting on it.

Now he thinks it's a date.

- Kind of is. - Oh...

I told him we'd meet up.

Oi.

- Come on! - Ah!

Good man!

Let's discuss it at the car.

We couldn't conclude how many people at the party

Amanda spoke to

or who they were.

Why's that?

Because her notes and latest manuscript were missing.

Can we screen exhibit 7, please?

Where did you find

this photograph of Ms Taylor, Detective?

Uh, in a print shop.

She'd printed out a mock dust jacket for her book.

Oh, and did you also find

the manuscript that she was writing

at the print shop?

at the print shop?

No.

Uh, did you find any evidence

at Alan Chaplin's house

that indicated that he had been at the murder scene at all?

Like the manuscript, for instance.

- No.

Were there any eyewitnesses?

No.

So, apart from a single strand of hair

and some particles of sawdust,

do you have any other physical evidence

that ties my client to the murder of Ms Taylor?

No.

No more questions, Your Honour.

Like the new hair. Suits you.

If you think that commenting on a woman's appearance

still constitutes charm,

you are sadly out of step, Brett.

I am so sorry. I honestly... I didn't mean it.

I'd say we had a strong day in court, Alan.

I start sweating

whenever I have to stop myself from yelling "Bullshit!"

I know.

In the meantime, good news.

Um, apparently, Cape Rock wines are going up in value.

You'll be lucky to get a full case

out of your mangy hobby vines.

out of your mangy hobby vines.

Don't crush a man's dreams, Al.

And, look,

don't dwell on things that you can't control, alright?

Huh.

I want you off my premises.

Yeah. Sure.

- Of course. - Good.

- Hey!

- Argh! - Give me that!

Argh! You're...

You're hurting me.

You're like some fuckin' lunatic.

Give me the hat.

You're fuckin' out of your mind.

Give me that. Give me the hat.

- Let me go! - Give me the fuckin' hat!

- Ah!

Just go.

You hear me? Fuckin' go!

You did it!

I know you fucking did it!

Uh...

Yeah, I'm here with Alan in the cell now.

We're waiting for you.

Oh, right.

OK, I'll be right there.

Sorry, Alan. Look, uh... Yeah.

- Try to get some sleep. - Yeah...

She stayed back and grabbed me

before I left the court.

Louella.

Nice to see you again.

Nice to see you too, Mr Colby.

Sorry if I'm wasting your time,

but you did say to tell you if I remembered anything else.

Oh, thank you. Happy to listen.

That photo of Amanda we used today,

Louella was explaining...

Go ahead.

Yeah, it was, uh, strange seeing it up there.

Yeah, OK, so go to...

And, yep...

- And?

I took that photo.

Didn't know she was using it for her dust jacket.

- Right.

Uh, after I saw it up there,

I went back to my phone to look at it again

to, uh, um...

..to remember, you know?

Um, I took another one just before that

while she was still on a video call

and I saw it.

There could be something here.

There could be something here.

OK. 'Bye.

Jesus.

- Lou, every time!

Hey!

Wha... Uh, are you OK?

- What's up? What's up? - Louella, I...

- What? - I...

I think I... I just found out who killed them.

- One second. - What?

What?

She wouldn't tell me who.

She was refusing to tell anyone

until after she published.

John?

Who the fuck is John?

Well, it looks like his only suspects

are Flood and that writer.

- What's her name? - Pandit.

Yeah, and neither are strong.

If that's all he's got, we're gonna fucking crucify him.

Said with relish.

Brett Colby's still taking credit for my career.

Coming second to him? Not an option.

Bassam! Bassam.

Bassam! Bassam.

Uh, what school do you teach at?

- Sorry, mate? - Which school do you teach at?

Oh, St Gina's Ladies' College.

Half the teeth there are mine!

- Oh, you know it? - Yeah, great school.

- Yeah, parents rave about it.

- Yeah. - That's good.

Um, I'm so sorry. I gotta... I gotta run.

- But I'll catch you later. - Yeah, OK, OK. Alright.

- Alright. - See you soon. 'Bye.

How long are you gonna be away from school?

I don't know.

The trial could take up to six weeks,

maybe... maybe more.

Timing sucks.

Yeah, why's that?

Going to miss my cello exams.

Oh, well, none of the other girls

will have their parents there.

Besides, um, it's probably good for you

to do things without me, right?

Makes me miss Mum.

Alright.

You wanna talk about it?

Do you wanna talk about it?

Uh, I'd better check on that.

Yep.

Ohh, where... where are you going?

Not hungry.

I just... made you...

..made you dinner.

You have one message.

Mr Aziz, this is Shauna.

I'm ringing on behalf of Principal Thorne.

Um, a sensitive issue has come up

and she'd like to meet with you.

I've pencilled in 7:30am tomorrow.

Let me know if you can't attend.

Thank you.

- Huh.

- Hi! - Hey.

- How was it?

How was court?

- Oh, look, it was amazing. - Huh.

Sad. Tiring.

Oh, I can imagine.

Did they, like, get straight into it or...

I don't think that I'm allowed to talk to you about that.

Oh, come on. Isn't there, like, some sort of partner clause?

Yeah, no, no, I don't think that's a... that's a thing.

- Is that a legal term? - Yeah, I think it's a thing.

Well, I'll have to look that up and get back to you.

You know what, there's... there's this girl on the jury

who just...

..she reminds me so much of Izzy.

Oh. OK.

Yeah.

the studio is Carol Donnelly,

Judith's sister.

Carol, thank you.

Carol, thank you.

Why don't you start by telling me about Judith?

She was my big sister.

I worshipped her.

You were only six.

But do you have memories

of the night that Judith went to a beach party

and never came home?

It's impossible to describe that time in words.

But knowing how they died

and not knowing who'd done it

or why,

that was the worst.

My parents ended up separating.

They went to their graves

not knowing,

not having answers.

Has the death of Amanda Taylor

stirred up this pain for you?

It's just tragedy on tragedy.

And now I'll probably go to my own grave

And now I'll probably go to my own grave

still not knowing who killed my sister.

- Hey!

I don't think you're meant to be watching this.

- And episode 6 has dropped.

I love it how they're doing this week by week now.

- Yeah. - I'm so excited.

- Gretel! - Hey!

- Hi! - Hey, there!

- Hey! - Sorry. Sorry, sorry.

- Hi. Hi! - She's with me, Davo.

- Hey. - Hey!

- OK!

Sorry - you look so fucking hot!

- Rowan!

Hey.

This is Rowan! This is...

- Hi. Hi. - Hi!

- This is Gretel. - Nice to meet you.

My little Susie.

- Wait, is it Gretel or Susie? - Both.

- It's Gretel. - It's both.

- OK, come on. - Let's go. Ladies first.

There you go. Just through here.

Who wants shots?

? Once I had a love It was a gas

? Soon turned out had a heart of glass

? Seemed like the real thing

? Only to find

? Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

? In between

? What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine

? Love is so confusing there's no peace of mind

? If I fear I'm losing you

? It's just no good

? You teasing like you do

? Oooh-ooh-ooh ah-ah

? Oooh-ooh-ooh ah ah

? Oooh-ooh-ooh ah-ah... ?

? Oooh-ooh-ooh ah-ah... ?

Good morning!

- Morning.

Sleep alright?

Not bad.

Dog woke me up early, barking outside.

Yeah, poor Huey. It's not his fault.

He hates foxes almost as much as I do.

But you're a good boy, aren't you?

- You're a good, good boy!

I rescued him. Did I tell you that?

You did, yep.

Now, um, there are towels - uh, cupboard in the hall.

And extra blankets if you need. It gets cold here, you know.

- Like New Zealand. - Yeah, I'll work it out, Dad.

- It's all good. - Hmm.

Now, the manager's name is Tom, if you run into him.

And Doris will be here mid-morning to do the cleaning.

- Right.

What?

Ah, it's just Mum always said

Ah, it's just Mum always said

you lived like you need an entourage, so...

Well, now I have one.

Um, how is Mere? How's your mother?

She's good.

She says hello.

Good.

Made you some eggs.

Ah, no, no.

It's court this morning.

I never have breakfast.

What is that? Some superstition?

No, I d... It's habits, nerves, you know.

Impossible to break old habits, eh?

Anyway, I must get going.

Got a bit of a detour on the way.

But, um, those eggs look really... cooked.

- Oh, shit!

Alright.

A tout a? l'heure.

They're expecting you in court.

Danny will bring you in in a couple of hours.

That's ridiculous! Dad needs us both there.

That's ridiculous! Dad needs us both there.

Honestly, um... I might not even get called today.

Can... can we just wait until I have to give my testimony?

Hello?

- Hi. - Hey.

Hey, a car just pulled up outside.

I think it's the lawyer.

- Oh. OK. - Yeah.

Um, I... I'd better go.

Yeah, go, go. We've, um... we've got this.

'Bye, Jos.

- Don't fuck it up. - Mm!

Don't fuck it up.

Wasn't expecting a lift.

This mean I'm definitely testifying today?

Well, the prosecution have agreed

to put you on the stand early

on two counts.

- First of all... - Mm-hm?

..you are paying Alan's bills, so I need access to you.

And the other?

The other one is mercy.

Once you're all done,

you can actually sit in the court,

in the gallery,

and watch the trial.

So, yeah, I think they'll be calling you soon.

So, yeah, I think they'll be calling you soon.

And that's your idea of mercy? Hmm!

Come on.

Oh!

- That aside... - Hm?

I really need to pick your brains about something.

Well, go right ahead.

I don't know that I've got any left to pick, but...

What we need is for you to think very seriously

about the spring of 1968

and... help us find a man called John.

- John...

? You've got to pick up every stitch... ?

? You've got to pick up... ?

- ? Every stitch

? You've got to pick up every stitch

? Oh, no

? Must be the season of the witch

? Must be

? The season of the witch... ?

? Must be the season of the witch... ?

? Said it must be the season

? Must be the season

? Said it must be the season

? Must be the season

? Said it must be the season

? Must be the season of the witch. ?

Susie?

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