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Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well done, Danny.

Come home that last section. You've done 22.

Yeah, I was a bit worried.

There'll be a bit of a bonus in the play anyway. I'll see you inside.

I wouldn't have put her in the doghouse, I think. What do you think about that?

I'm trying to send me back to intensive, sonny boy.

Joining me?

A quiet five.

Then what are you whinging about?

Sir?

The usual, sir?

And a bottle of Shivers Regal, thanks. Yes, sir.

Good afternoon, sir.

Thank you, Mr Noble.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr Noble.

How are you?

Jenny

Registered guests. One Danny Noble. The jockey.

Somehow got himself airborne from the 27th floor.

Anyone see it happen?

Just the ones underneath.

They're not going to tell you much.

We're due for an upgrade.

Preferred status.

We get a lot of conferences here and, well, the timing is... Unfortunate.

Unfortunate, exactly.

We have our reputation.

Noble check him by himself?

Oh, absolutely.

I take it he had a companion, then?

Brunette.

The doorman recalls seeing a young lady into a taxi around ten.

It would seem that she was Mr Noble's guest.

You sure about the time?

He has a meal break at 10 .15.

He said it was definitely much earlier. Don't touch that.

Do you know who this person is?

The doorman says he's seen her before.

Check it out.

Is she a working girl?

Oh, I couldn't say.

Ask the doorman to come in, please.

Expensive taste.

I'll have a preliminary in about an hour.

Thank you.

He always at 10.

He goes out at 11.

No forced entry.

It's a robbery, not a motive.

A jumper.

What do you think?

I think we lost his flight.

No, it's 5722.

Yeah. Thanks.

Yeah?

Okay. Thanks.

Newcastle.

I'm Detective Sergeant Cody. This is Detective Fiorelli.

Chantel.

The name I prefer.

To what?

Bronwyn. Bronwyn who?

It's okay.

Tell him.

Bronwyn Jane Radley.

You go out earlier tonight.

Rowan?

I told them that you were working. We have to clean this up, love.

Do you mind letting us know where you were around 11?

You were seen at the Heritage Hotel.

Do you know a jockey called Danny Noble?

Were you with him?

Yes, I was.

Danny Noble's dead.

He went out the window about 11.

Fell, pushed.

We don't know yet.

What time did you leave the hotel?

Around 10.

I had another job.

Where? The ambassador.

What time was this other job?

Look, I don't think I want to say anymore. When I left him, he was fine.

Who were you to meet at the ambassador?

Come on, she'd know his name. I don't remember.

Recognise this?

He was wearing it.

She told you she doesn't know anything.

Can I get you something?

No, I'm fine.

And Danny Noble.

He was fine when you left him, right?

Yes.

Was he expecting any calls?

Going to meet anyone else?

Not that I know of. He was in the shower. I told him I had to go and I

How was his mood? Depressed? Anxious? Oh, I don't know. He was a client. He

wasn't paying me to talk.

Okay, she didn't tell you to come with us. I told you I don't know any more

about... Three previous meetings.

Always gold card bank, always courteous.

She was genuinely surprised when we told her. That's all he checks out.

We got a positive ID from the ambassador 20 minutes before he fell.

And he didn't seem suicidal?

Apparently she takes that as a professional slur.

I've got the jockey's caretaker out of bed. She'll let you into his apartment.

Any follow -up on the car?

He's still in the hotel car park. We've got scientifics bringing it in.

All right.

Jealous boyfriend, pimp maybe?

Well, she didn't mention boyfriends.

She's one of Cass' girls.

She treats him like royalty.

What the hell is going on in there?

She's given him heaps.

Excuse, Jess.

We have a question.

What's the problem?

You know, I didn't kill him. And I've already told you everything.

But I'm on right now, so either you charge me or I'm going to have to start

charging you.

How much?

$100 half an hour.

Or I could stay here all night, but that...

She might cost you.

It's all right. We won't be buying.

Yeah, you already told me that.

So you're going to let me go?

Just wait out there.

I'm serious.

I have a mortgage.

You're going to let her go?

Obviously, she's got work to do.

Well, I'll get someone to drive her home.

I'm not doing anything.

See a few bucks in the swipe table.

See any?

No?

See, this bloke must have won every race in the world.

I mean, he needs a normal job, eh?

I think I'm going on a diet as of now.

He's even got a golf plane and something.

It's only his place in the wardrobe.

Yeah, he obviously lives alone.

Probably gets a quater in the course of day.

Not exactly your fate, is it?

Hey, Tony.

Come have a look at this.

That same wolf.

What?

Lots of people know the same wolf.

Lots of people don't end up dead.

What do you want?

Looking for Jop McKinney.

That's me. I'm Detective Sergeant Cody.

This is Detective Fiorelli.

We were hoping you might answer some questions about Danny Noble.

What about him?

You and him were pretty close, weren't you?

Best jockey in the world.

I don't know what to say. I still can't believe it.

Was he having any problems at home?

Did he have any enemies?

Kept himself most of the time.

I don't know anybody who'd have a bad word.

Look out!

Watch out!

Any family you know of?

His parents died when he was young. I don't know the details.

Brothers and sisters?

Not even married.

And he loved horses.

He loved racing.

This was his life.

It's just a bloody waste.

Excuse me.

Thanks, Michael. I'll take that.

Anything else you can tell us about him?

He got kidnapped by the foxhook.

Big hopes.

Big dreams.

But it's not so glamorous at 5 o 'clock in the morning when you're mucking out

boxes, choking on your Weet -Bix.

There's a young bloke, Danny Fell, of his first race up at Gosford.

He makes his colour back.

Should have put him out of the game for good.

But it didn't.

You ask me what he was like?

That was Danny.

He's a doer.

A fighter.

Hey, come on, that'll do.

Had you blokes since 1 o 'clock this morning.

You all right, Dad?

Got us, Ted.

Just a few questions.

Sorry, I thought you were more reported.

I'm Ted McKinney.

Well, if there's anything else, we'll be in touch.

Thanks for your time.

Well, it seems that little jockey is coming up pretty rosy, eh?

So what's he doing playing golf with an operator like Stan Wolfe?

Got paired up with him.

Begs my quiet.

Ah,

someone from Qantas just called. I saw the story in the paper.

Your jockey was supposed to fly to Singapore at eight this morning.

Yeah, you're right.

It gets better.

He booked one way. He wasn't planning to come back in a hurry.

Who paid?

He did. Credit card in his own name.

When did he book it?

Yesterday morning, 9 .50.

Yeah, be real.

Not quite as straightforward as we thought.

See this?

Slightly darker contusions.

At least two solid blows.

The frontal lobe and the mandible.

Not consistent with the form.

We thought he might have clipped the railing. But we've tried to recreate the

patterning and it isn't possible.

How recently?

Very. He didn't have time to bruise properly.

So this happened in the room?

Axminster.

80 -20 wool blend.

It's a match with the hotel carpet.

From here.

Was he unconscious before he fell?

It's possible.

Any toxins?

Nothing suspicious in his system. No drugs, poisons, etc.

Blood alcohol around 0 .05.

What are you thinking?

You saw the apartment.

This guy folds his underwear.

And so?

So simple.

A bit impulsive, isn't it?

Leaving the country on a day's notice.

Oh, that doesn't cut.

I mean, there was no forced entry into the hotel.

Maybe he let them in.

Why?

The bluff?

Stall them, maybe?

Yeah, but if someone wanted to make it look like suicide, why rush them up

first?

Good question.

Why don't we ask him?

I've been waiting for a chance like this.

Why do you want to talk to him?

It's a murder investigation.

Yeah, but what's he got to do with it?

That's what we're going to find out.

You're going to love the view.

What do you want, Cody?

This is my partner, Tony.

Been a while, Cody.

Didn't think you had the guts to show up here.

Do you want a drink?

Cup of tea, maybe?

Serve it cold.

It's all you these days.

I've got a few questions, Sam.

What do you know about Danny Noble?

What about him? He went off the balcony last night at the Heritage Hotel.

Oh, that was funny.

What do you know about... I read the papers, Cody.

You sure about that drink?

What about your girlfriend here?

I'm asking you politely, Sam.

Piss off, Cody. I'm not in the mood.

How well do you know him?

Eh? In what capacity?

He's a friend.

In a gulping capacity.

He couldn't shoot at two iron to save his life.

Short arms, that was his problem.

I wasn't aware the game of golf was against the law. Where were you last

at 11 o 'clock? Eleven.

Up to my armpits in garlic broth.

Can somebody verify that?

I was at the John Quixote event.

Luke McDonald, Billy Harding and his brother Ned.

We started with the barbecued squid.

Bit chewy, but what can you do?

I'd take you through the rest of the meal, but I'm busy.

Anything else you want to know?

If there is, I'll be back.

Tony!

Don't push it.

I did it once, I can do it again.

The hell was that all?

You got nothing on him?

Not yet.

Oh, nothing useful from the printout of numbers from the car phone.

Sam Wolf?

Got three witnesses who swear he was at the restaurant stuffing his face.

Yeah, of course I did.

What else?

Well, Danny Noble comes up pretty well. No debts, no trouble with the police.

Just average squeaky clean.

Let's try and shake his alibi.

Get his photo spread around the hotel.

Doorman, service personnel.

We might get lucky.

No problems.

Cody!

Um, the boss wanted to talk to you.

You too, Fiorelli.

I don't know if you barrel in, but then you go and make it worse.

My client was distressed by the intrusion and feels Detective Sergeant

deliberately trying to provoke a response.

I mean, Christ, you know Wolf. You know his lawyers are red hot.

I asked a few questions. You were on his property.

Jesus, didn't last time teach you anything, Cody? He was assisting us with

inquiry. Well, not according to his lawyer.

Yet another example of harassment of my client by this particular officer, et

cetera, et cetera.

You got anything for the mixed Fiorelli? You were there.

Just a routine inquiry, sir. Oh, right, right. Yeah, routine. Got it. Solve it.

I

don't get

the connection with Wolf anyway.

Was he anywhere near the hotel when the jockey was murdered?

Well, that's not the point. It is if he's shouting persecution.

I'm trying to find out if he was involved. If.

That's a bloody word, Cody. If.

I mean, is there a history?

Aggravated assault.

And that's it?

Well, you know his record.

That's a point, Cody. So do you. And the guy practically runs horse racing in

this state.

I'm still waiting for a connection with the dead jockey. I mean, I take it there

is a connection.

That's it?

That's it. That's it.

That's it. I'll see you later.

What else have you got?

Any leads from the hotel? Any witnesses?

Jimmy's looking after that, sir.

Cody, so what exactly is the status of the investigation?

You mean, what are you going to tell the commissioner?

And the press.

Progressing well.

Looked your mate up on the computer.

Been at it a while.

He's a dangerous bastard, Ted.

I was with you two.

I had a fizz.

You know, a bloke out in the street feeding me info on different things.

He was part of Sam's operation.

The way Sam found out he was an informer had him crippled.

He was in a coma for weeks when he came out.

He couldn't walk.

I just locked it.

And after he busted into his house, I was going to kill him.

Well, these blokes hauled me off, thank God.

Copped a bit of a hiding.

Next thing, there's this big harassment charge. I had to apologise.

Did you?

I apologise, Tony.

But I didn't forget.

So many familiar faces.

I know most of you from the track.

It's a tribute to Danny that you're all here today in this place

to pay your respects to his memory.

As a lover of this game, a lover of horses, I was always going to

like our little mate Danny.

He was a pro.

He was something special.

And anyone who knew him would tell you that.

You may not know, Danny had a bit of trouble reading.

But he had a terrific memory.

And he often recited one of his favourite poems.

It's from James Thomson.

And I'd like to read some for you now.

Give a man a horse he can ride.

Give a man a boat he can sail.

And he's ranked, well, his strength and health on sea nor shore

shall fail.

We shall now sing hymn number 26, The Lord is My Shepherd.

Right here.

The Lord's my shepherd, I'm not

one to be made. What are you talking about?

And why the flea? If the flea didn't happen, right?

You blokes really want to do something about cleaning up racing.

Get rid of vultures like that.

Why, what's he done?

Ask Danny Noble.

This might surprise you, Cody.

I'm not responsible for every crime in this city.

Oh, we're talking, are we?

I've already told you where I was.

Wouldn't stop you hiring someone.

Why would I kill a little germ like noble?

Sant.

Here's the flake.

Take us to the funeral.

Let's go.

It's all right, John.

I'll take it out.

He's been putting off dealing with it.

It's going to hit hard.

Who's he?

It's all thunk and white.

Had horses with the old man for years.

They don't know what.

I'll see you in the members' after class, all right?

Gary, rapid fire. You've got him at overs, bring him in.

Have time for a chat? Have to be quick.

Oh, we're looking for a bloke called The Flea.

Huh.

I take it you know him, then?

You walk around here long enough, you'll find him stuck to the soles of your

shoes. We just want to have a chat to him.

Any idea where he is?

You'd be wasting your time.

Turning down the bridge.

Hey, pal.

The guy back there tells me you're the police.

You a cop?

What do you know about Danny Noble?

Got the wrong guy, sir.

I wouldn't know nothing about any of that.

Yeah, well, we don't necessarily think that's the case. So why don't you start

talking?

It's the word around here. That's all they're saying. Danny got knocked.

Who's that?

Dave. Hey, it's an expression.

That is a way of avoiding an answer.

Who are they?

Look, I love the guy.

His own worst enemy, but he looked out for people.

Why was he killed?

Don't know.

He was loaded, had the flash car.

A robbery?

Maybe.

Nothing was taken?

I'm telling you, I don't know nothing more.

Pull his record.

See if there's a connection with Samuel.

What are you going to do?

I've got a date.

It was a surprise.

Come on, miss.

Oh, yeah, poor little bugger.

Never left him out of my doubles.

The mongrels ought to get the chair.

Mum, we don't have the chair.

Yeah, same to you and the country of your choice.

Why don't they pick on someone their own size?

Who?

The blokes that got Danny. The blokes fixing the races.

Is that the word?

Oh, you know what you need.

You need the handbrake.

Trust me.

You want answers?

The handbrake's got them.

That's him in the red there.

Keep an eye on him.

He stays where he is. Nobody says boo.

You can't do nothing from a pocket like that.

Your boy's got different ideas.

See how he's muscled his way out of there?

That's a good ride.

Yeah, maybe Mongolia.

How's that?

Well, a race like that's worth what? $15 ,000?

The jockey's on 10%. Why would you ride like that for $1 ,500?

Maybe bring half the field down.

In a cup or a slipper, you take those kind of risks.

A race like that, it's kamikaze stuff.

Well, why do you think he was so committed?

Well, maybe he was trying to prove a point.

Well, he got big odds.

You think he backed his own horse?

Joggy's aren't allowed to bet.

You can always ask a mate.

See for yourself.

Anyone mad enough to ride like that must have had some incentive.

You see, all the money was on this bloke.

They had plenty. He was the winner everywhere but on the line.

So would Danny Noble have known that before the race?

And Danny didn't play ball.

That'd be my theory.

Sam Wolfe.

Would he be involved in this sort of thing?

He's been known to assert a certain amount of influence.

Cody. Just got a call from the Heritage. They found a bloke in Danny Noble's

room.

Yeah, in the old one.

Yeah, the same room.

All right. See you there.

We prefer not to publicise these sorts of things, especially in the night.

we'll take care of it, all right?

We pride ourselves on our security, naturally.

Of course we do.

Thanks, Bill.

Will you be charging him?

Yes. I

don't

have to say a word without legal representation.

Stand up. I know my rights. Stand up!

Feet apart, hands away from your body.

Where'd you find this?

Where'd you find this?

Split in the lining of the base.

Second heart, a vote to win. That's why Danny got hate.

He was apprised.

But Danny didn't want to be part of it.

Hated the idea, so he decided to get even. He was going to write to win.

So he asked me to put money on his heart.

How much?

35 grand.

Should have started to favour it, but I got 4 to 1.

Why was that?

He got all the money within the second heart.

He must have known the risks.

That was Danny.

Like I said, his own worst enemy.

But he never threw a race in his life and it wasn't going to start.

We need a name.

Danny never told me.

I didn't ask.

He didn't tell me.

You don't understand the way this works.

You don't deal with faces.

Would one of those faces belong to Sam Wolfe?

I'll take that as a yes.

Sit down.

No, I mean... I mean, I don't know, but... If he finds out I've been talking

the cops, I'm dead meat.

No one knows you're here. Look, on this deck of Bibles, I don't know who the

money is.

Races get fixed. We get paid for putting the bets on. That's it.

How do you know when to bet?

I get a call.

Then I go to the post office box. That's where I get the books.

How much?

40, 50 grand.

Sometimes more.

Tell me about the call.

It's usually about 11 o 'clock on the morning of the raid.

They tell me what's going on with it.

How do you buy back the winnings?

Same way.

Put it back in the box, walk away.

Who owns the box?

I don't know.

You've got a bit of form.

We could charge you with breaking into.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

If anyone calls you, if you hear anything, call me.

Understand?

Yes, Sergeant.

Yes, Sergeant.

175 ,000.

Well, give or take it's a bit under.

Could have bought a lot of duty free.

Back's up in the police, Torrey.

It proves Danny double -crossed someone trying to fix the race.

Oh, and it makes sense of the Singapore trip.

Oh, he must have known they'd come after him.

Good. Now, we're getting somewhere.

We'll call Hickey at the NCA.

Wait a minute.

It's a murder investigation. That's ours. With links to race fixing.

Jimmy, you can log all this as evidence.

Oh, great. Thanks.

Right, now, the jockey was in for a cut, so maybe the trainer knows more than

he's telling us. Yeah, we're just about to front him. Good.

Stay away from Wolf.

We don't go near him until we get everything.

Yeah.

Oh, g'day, love.

You know what I reckon?

I reckon Danny Noble backed himself to win that race.

No.

I also reckon the race was supposed to be fixed.

That's rubbish.

You were the trainer.

Hard to believe you knew nothing about it.

I done it, so listen to this.

Unless you're giving your record.

Oh, yeah, we checked.

Newcastle, midweek, 78, wasn't it?

How long were you warned off for?

That was a long time ago. You don't know the circumstances.

Not permitting a horse to run on its merits.

Yeah, we're mitigating circumstances.

Yeah, I'll bet.

I got a dead jockey.

I'm hearing a lot of talk about a race -fixing scam, and I reckon you know a

more than you're telling me.

I need your help.

If Danny was trying to outsmart him, if that's the reason he was killed, then I

need to know.

He was saying he was crooked.

Someone had reason to believe he'd throw the rate. I'll tell you, for one last

time, Danny loved the game. He worked his guts out and he rode straight.

He was booked on a flight to Singapore.

He was supposed to leave the next morning.

No, that... That can't be right.

He would have said something. He had commitments.

wouldn't have just left and left the country?

Because?

I know the man.

This has got Sam Wolfe written all over it.

Post Office Box King?

Get Jimmy Todd to help you.

See if you can find out who leased it.

They wouldn't try it again, not after this, surely?

Well, we know they're gamblers.

Ask him how serious they are.

I'm sure about that.

Yeah, good.

Here you are. Thank you.

Party.

Get this.

Post office box key.

Charity collection box.

Leased to the Duncan White Foundation.

The doctor at Danny's funeral.

He's got horses trained by the old bloke too.

We could have a chat to him.

Dr. White?

Yes?

What can I do for you? I'm Detective Sergeant Cody. This is Detective

We wonder if you might have some time to answer some questions.

Yes, of course.

Fire away.

We're a little curious about some post office boxes leafed under the name of

Duncan White Foundation.

Yes? It seems somebody's been using them to collect race fix money.

I'm sorry?

There's also a suggestion that they could be linked to Danny Noble's murder.

Oh, that's absurd.

Surely not.

We need a list of all those people that have access to those boxes.

Anne!

These are detectives. They're here about that tragic business concerning Danny.

I can't tell you how distressed we both are.

It's awful, just awful.

Do you have any idea what happened to him?

No, we don't, Mrs White.

We're still sorting through the evidence.

Why would he kill himself?

That's not the Danny we knew.

We're trying to work that out.

It's so sad.

It's such a tragic waste.

Look, all I can suggest is you have a chat with Russell Conway.

He runs the foundation on a day -to -day basis.

I'll give him a ring and tell him you're on the way.

I appreciate that.

It's no trouble at all.

Yeah, thanks for your time.

A pleasure.

Afternoon, Detective Sergeant Cody, Detective Fiorelli. We're here to see

Conway. He's expecting us. Just go right through there.

Bad time, is it?

Always is before an audit.

Dr. White mentioned all this has something to do with our post office

that right?

Yeah, we need to know who's got access.

Well, at the moment, one of the new people, our regular collection officer,

finished up with us last week. Who was that one?

Thanks, Cheryl. Get back to him in a minute.

Who was that?

Stevens.

Eric Stevens.

What was his reason for leaving?

Family matters.

All quite sudden, apparently.

Do you have a forwarding address so we can speak with Mr. Stevens?

Oh, yeah, I'll punch it up for you.

Yes, very unexpected.

I've got a resignation letter around here.

Somewhere. Hello, Russell.

There's a call on line two. I'm sorry to disturb you. It's for Sergeant Cody,

and this guy says it's urgent.

Thanks, Cheryl.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

Yeah. Cody.

Yeah, someone called Handbrake says he's the next jockey. Does this ring a bell?

Yeah, what is it?

He just called looking for you. He says he's got something.

He wants to meet you at the track in half an hour.

Okay.

Thanks for that.

Sorry, you and Jimmy find this savings bike, will you? As fast as you can.

Sure.

As soon as Danny was having a serious conversation with the big -time owner...

A senior bloke in the race club committee.

So what? He was a jockey.

You don't follow Netties like your mother, do you?

Yeah, right. Get on with it.

Well, the point is, an owner committee man having a talk with a jockey in a car

park, no report.

It just doesn't happen.

Something's going on.

Sam Wolfe.

Duncan White.

Danny was seen waving his arms around like a windmill.

Seems like he's telling Dr. Garnet a flying leaf.

And the tributes that are pouring in for your foundation and for you in

particular, I'm sure amongst our viewers tonight there'll be a large number of

them who owe you their life.

Well, I wouldn't quite put it like that. Now, what you must understand is that

transplant procedures are a team effort and the success does depend on a large

number of... Highly skilled and dedicated people.

Certainly, but you lead these people, and we've spoken to a number of them,

they're all full of praise for your skills, for your technical ability in an

operating theatre.

Well, that's very nice to hear, but I suppose it's like a musician or an

athlete. You put in the hours of practice and hopefully you improve.

And what you must bear in mind is that technology has made the transplant

procedure much more sophisticated than it was 15 or even 10 years ago.

Dr Duncan White, thank you very much for your time.

Thank you, Teresa.

And that's a cut.

Thanks.

Hey.

Detective Cody.

That was pretty powerful stuff.

Well, let's hope the message gets through. Are you a donor?

No. Why not?

Oh, well, I've been thinking about it. That's not going to help anyone.

Well, thanks again, Teresa.

Thank you, Doctor.

That's not what you're here to discuss.

How can I help you?

The post office boxes.

It seems you had an employee who recently left the foundation.

Really?

Yeah, I was wondering if you knew the man, Eric Stevens.

Well, we employ a large number of people.

Well, this Eric Stevens, apparently you and he went to university together.

Oh, Eric, of course.

Valued employee. Sorry to see him go.

Well, I was wondering why he left.

Pardon? Ten years together, each of being old uni friends.

Why'd he leave?

I really couldn't tell you.

Well, we'll catch up with him.

Thanks, Doctor.

Thank you.

Duncan?

Is everything OK?

Today's just been chaotic.

I have an urgent phone call to make. Is everything all right?

I mean...

Those detectives.

What's happening?

They're just making routine inquiries.

Excuse me.

Then he'd better bloody well make himself available.

I've got to see him.

There are police investigating the foundation.

We must discuss this.

Yes, all right, I'll be there.

Thank you.

Olivia, could you restructure this afternoon?

Have the conference put back until four and ask Jeffrey to have those figures

through ASAP.

Dr. White, there's someone in your office.

Sergeant Cody.

What?

I see.

Duncan White Foundation.

My secretary said you wished to see me.

It had better be urgent.

I'm getting very tired of this.

Yeah, just...

A few niggling worries.

Please.

We've been doing some checking on the Foundation's office boxes.

We can't find Eric Stevens.

His wife says he's disappeared.

Oh, there must be some mistake.

Did anyone else have a key to the boxes?

I really wouldn't know.

Well, I'm assuming you handed it to someone. I mean, someone's making the

collections.

For the foundation?

Presumably.

Yes, of course.

Any chance of finding out who that person might be?

I thought Conway was supposed to be helping you.

Well, it might be easier if it came from the top.

I'll have Olivia phone the name through.

Good. Now, if there's nothing else, I have a very busy afternoon.

Yeah.

Nothing I can't work out.

Oh, there might be a couple of questions, but...

Nothing too hard.

Where is he? He said he would meet me here.

Now listen to me.

I refuse to take any more risks.

I want out of this arrangement. You agreed not to make contact.

We also agreed that no one would get hurt.

And now...

Danny is dead, and that informant has been murdered. What kind of people are

you?

I am getting out. Now, here's the rub.

That's not possible.

I have repaid my debt. I want nothing more to do with this whatsoever.

Then tell the police you asked Danny Noble to pull the race.

Or would you prefer we go to the trouble?

I agreed to speak to Danny.

I agreed to use the foundation to collect the money. That's it. No more.

One last race.

Are you mad?

The police are already capped on my doorstep. Sure there are favors you can

in? Listen, you moron!

One last time.

You get what you want. We get what we want.

And then you'll never hear from us again.

But why the foundation?

Why me?

You can get anyone to collect that money.

Anyone with your impeccable reputation?

You are not listening to me.

The police already know.

You'd be crazy to try it again.

Not the ones trying, Doctor.

You are.

Bad day?

Forget that.

The fella who left the Duncan White Foundation?

The one who emptied the charity boxes?

I found him.

Where? He's been in a detox unit.

I talk about falling off the wagon. He's been at the bottom of the bottom for

three weeks.

Where is he now?

You worked for the Duncan White Foundation, right?

Am I right?

Yes.

I want to ask you some questions about the post office plot that you collected

from them regularly.

What did you collect?

Donations. Of course.

In envelopes?

Mostly.

What was in those envelopes?

Money. Donations.

Dr White was always campaigning for more funds.

You left the foundation suddenly.

Why?

I wasn't completely happy with the procedure.

Why was that?

I used to open all the donations with another member of staff.

About three weeks ago, I was told to take all collections direct to

Duncan's office.

I knew something was up.

I didn't want to dig too deep. I didn't want to damage the man. He's very

special.

He's the sort of person who...

greatly to the lives of people around him.

Ten years ago, when I was down, he gave me this job.

I couldn't have survived the last ten years without him.

Hambray, Cody, I need to set up a meeting. No, no meeting. Just for five

minutes. Well, I'll give us quite a second.

Listen, Hambray, I need to find out if they're going to fix another race and

who's going to... That's your problem. I'm not going to talk to anyone.

They got the flu, I'm not going to be next.

Hang on. Hang on nothing, Cody. Stay the hell away.

What was that all about?

Somebody's got to handbrake.

Sam Wolf?

What'd you say?

Mr. 17, are you there, Cody?

What?

Surveillance on Sam Wolf say he's gone feral on someone.

Where?

What's going on? It's okay. It's under control.

These men attack you?

What's it look like? Good. Press charges.

No.

No charges.

There's plenty of witnesses.

Press charges.

You'll be doing us all a favor. No.

Hey! I want a word with you.

What's your beef with him?

Nothing we can't sort out ourselves.

Looks to me like you're losing it, Sam.

And you haven't got a bloody clue.

I'm right behind you, Sam.

I'm coming after you.

This time I'm going to make it stick.

Hmm? All right.

Good night, darling.

Duncan?

I need you to tell me what's going on. Anne, you do trust me, don't you?

Are you in some sort of trouble? Anne, just leave.

I can't handle this.

It'll be all right.

I promise.

You don't have to, do you?

No.

Why would he want to be involved in race fixing? He was seen arguing with Danny

Noble the day before he died. We know that race was fixed.

So based on this presumption, you want to drag a saint into the gutter? I mean,

this is Duncan White we're talking about, not some sleazy horse owner.

Do you have any idea of the power of this bloke? I mean, he coughs in the

of the night and six ministers reach for the bloody phone.

Doesn't mean it isn't possible.

So he knew about the murder of the jockey and the informant too, I take it?

Well, he must have had some knowledge.

Listen, I'm not having all hell break loose on a hunch, okay?

Do you approve a direct link, Cody, or drop it?

Sergeant Cody.

We located your ex -employee, Eric Stevens.

He said that you told him to deliver donations to your office.

So? You changed the procedure, Doctor.

We have reason to believe that the donations were proceeds from race fixes.

And the post office boxes were used to provide cover for the organisers.

Now, I know there's going to be an audit next week at the Foundation.

There are audits twice a year.

I spoke to Conway again.

He's in a bit of a flap.

Some money from one of the trust accounts has been reallocated.

I can't seem to find it.

$1 .2 million.

What's going on, Dr White?

We weren't born to all this.

Everything you see around you here is all the result of bloody hard work.

Anne's as well as mine.

I'm not complaining.

Life's been good to me, very good.

Worked hard.

Did well.

I suppose the Foundation was an attempt to repay some of that good luck.

Away, I sang.

Thank you.

Do you feel like a stroll?

We were the classic hospital romance, Anne and I.

She was a theatre sister at St Vinnie's when I was the young resident.

Straight out of Mills and Boone.

She's going to miss that garden very much.

Anne's an intelligent, sensitive woman, Sergeant.

But she's also very ill.

She's a compulsive gambler.

She's addicted, the same way an alcoholic is addicted.

She can't help herself.

I blame myself, of course, as well. I was never there when she needed me.

I was always too busy doing everything.

She lost on the track.

She ended up owing a bookmaker a fortune.

And I mean a fortune.

It was the bookie that came to me with the suggestion that I could borrow the

money from the foundation.

I intended to pay it back, of course.

Then they brought forward the audit, and I was trapped.

I couldn't raise that sort of money without arousing suspicion.

But this booking could.

The money would have been transferred this week.

So you agreed to collect and distribute race -fixed money? It was a victimless

crime.

At least, that's how I justified it at the time.

But then they asked me to talk to Danny to suggest that he pull a horse.

He was...

Appalled. But the race fix still went ahead. Why?

Because I didn't tell them that Danny had said no.

I was desperate for the money. Danny knew that.

I thought he'd... I hoped he'd... But he wouldn't.

And now he's dead because of this.

So where does this put Sam Wolfe? I thought he was top of your list.

He was.

I was wrong.

I don't believe I'm hearing this. Say it again.

Well, how was I supposed to know?

Well, we only told you about a million times. Oh, you don't think Sam was

involved? Give me a break.

You couldn't have been? Come on, Cone. It was logical to have him number one.

No, it wasn't. If anything's rotten in racing, Sam's behind it. It's not the

point, Cody. It's not the bloody point, is it?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Now, the point is, this confession from why? You bought it?

Absolutely.

He wasn't just covering for his missus, was he?

No.

Right, so she loses the money on the horses, then to help her out, he dips

the foundation's money to pay the bookies, right?

Yeah.

OK, and then to get his money back, he organises a race fix.

Right, so where do we go from here?

I thought you two were going to start pulling knives.

There's another race fix coming up.

How do you know that?

The good doctor.

The trouble is, he doesn't know when.

Who would?

You offered me tea last time.

Last time, I had a sense of humour.

What if I've come to ask a favour?

Your mate Danny Noble was chilled because he wouldn't pull a horse.

So? So they're going to try it again. I want to catch them with their hands on

the till.

So when does the fever come in?

I want you to help me.

You're the only one that can fill in the gaps.

Okay, how's this? Look, I regret what's been happening.

My action.

I know you're not in.

Well, I'm going to apologise.

Well, what are you going to apologise?

Who went to the hotel that night?

Ted McKinney.

When he found out he'd been double -crossed, he found Danny and they

Except Daddy unconscious on the carpet.

Says he didn't mean to kill him.

So he tried to make it look like suicide.

He's filling out the window.

Well, what about the flea? The guy in the boot of the car?

McKinney's got a bag, man.

Man, they're raw.

He does the enforcement.

Danny Noble cost him a fortune. They have to go again. I just don't know

Tomorrow.

It still makes Duncan White an accessory after the fact. We've got to arrest

him. We can't. Not yet. Not unless you want to see Ted McKinney warped. But she

got his statement. It's not enough to prove murder.

Ulf wasn't there.

McKinney will just deny everything.

Well, all right. What now?

If he wants to try it again, we'll let him.

Anne, I thought you'd be in bed.

You should try and get some sleep.

Duncan, just get some sleep.

I need to talk to you.

I've watched that detective.

Duncan, I have to go in and speak to him. There's no need for that, Anne.

I've already spoken to Curdie this afternoon.

He knows everything.

He knows about the money?

Yes, yes, he knows about the money.

He knows everything? Yes.

The police have spoken to Conway, they've spoken to Stevens. They know

everything. There must be something we can do.

If I could repay the money somehow, it'd be all right. Anne, the money's not the

problem.

In order to get the money, I have to ask Danny to pull a horse, which he refused

to do.

I killed Danny.

No, you mustn't think that. Oh, my God, Duncan.

Your work, your name, the foundation.

Duncan, that's your whole life.

No, it's not my whole life, Anne.

You're my whole life.

We can make a new beginning.

I can face up to this thing just as long as we're together.

We're both tired.

Why don't you get some sleep, hmm?

Will you be all right? Yeah.

It

all

seems to fit.

Tell you what, Cody.

I would have liked to have been a fly on the wall of Sam Woolf's place, watching

you apologise.

I didn't apologise.

You got this McKinney bloke under surveillance?

Yep. Good.

Because we don't want him changing his mind and suddenly ending up in Spain or

somewhere.

You realise what you're doing to Dr White, don't you?

I'm about to ruin him.

It just sticks in my gut when I think of the humiliation coming to the bloke.

I feel sorry for him.

Cody.

Race five, number two.

Morning, Rosita. Neil.

I'll take the tray up to Mrs. White this morning.

Thank you.

Um, breakfast, darling.

Nearly half past seven.

There are hundreds of files of official on -court detectives and witnesses.

This goes to DC's John Twinkler.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

We'll be right

back.

Now set for dispatch.

He's got a gun.

Come on.

Number two, Royal Oaks the winner.

The top white will be second, Thumbs Array.

And sixth will get third, Black Paragon.

You know, just happy for the owners. That's all. Nice people.

Yeah, that's good, isn't it?

Good to see the battlers get a fair go.

That's what it's all about.

That's no good.

Well, it must be a mistake. I mean, you know, he won by two lengths. It can't be

a protest.

I think I know what's happened.

Your bloke was supposed to carry 53 kilos.

What? I think you'll find he weighed in a little bit light.

Not enough lead in the saddlebag.

Cody!

Duncan White.

He's got a gun.

Where is he?

I don't know. Somewhere in the stands.

He really should have him by now.

Cody!

You got him? I think I locked him.

Tine, bedding ring. Yeah, righto.

You're off the hook. I don't care about the money.

Well, I do!

Mr. McKinney, you've stolen too much from me.

Far too much!

You don't want to do that, Doc.

He's not worth a bullet.

Come on, Doc.

Just have to patch him up again.

You and I are square.

Hello?

Cody, you here?

Yeah, I'm out here, ma 'am.

clean up on the 315 or what?

How could you?

Why bloody not?

Well, Royal Oak was disqualified.

The race was rigged. Royal Oak?

I had my money on Sonseray.

So I tipped you Royal Oak.

Yeah, but we know how good you are at tipping horses.

I knew there had to be something shonky.

So I went for Sonseray.

I made a mozza.

Thanks, son.

You're welcome.

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