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My name is Amanda Taylor

and I am the daughter of a killer.

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 will expose the truth.

Beth!

What are you doing here?

Police are at our house. We don't know what's happening.

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

You hear me? Fuckin' go!

You did it! I know you fucking did it!

I don't know why she stopped thinking

her father was the killer

and started imagining it was me.

They are going to charge you with this.

Ohh, where... where are you going?

Ohh, where... where are you going?

WOMAN ON PHONE: I'm ringing on behalf of Principal Thorne.

A sensitive issue has come up.

I'll probably go to my own grave

still not knowing who killed my sister.

Who's your boyfriend?

He owns Sink. The club?

-How is your mother? -She's good.

She says hello.

I took that photo.

I took another one just before that

while she was still on a video call.

And I saw it.

Who the fuck is John?

John, uh, hi, it's Amanda Taylor.

Look, after our abrupt exchange,

I'm hoping that if I explain a few more things about the book,

then you'll reconsider talking with me.

Just... just so you know,

I use an encrypted platform,

so our conversation,

it... it would just be completely private.

Every Tom, Dick and Harry was called John back then.

Why are you looking for a John?

Is he a possible suspect?

No, not without a confirmed surname.

And no comment.

No comment?

No comment?

Beth, we must remember

that you are a witness for the prosecution.

And I'll fill you in after your testimony.

Oh.

You're a real bore, you know that?

Much as it pains me to be less than scintillating,

I'm not gonna compromise the case

by giving away the game plan, alright?

Excuse me.

Sorry.

-Oh, my God. -One sec.

-Oh. -It's OK.

-Sorry. -All good.

One second.

Thank you.

-There you go. -Thank you.

-I'm so sorry. Thank you. -All good.

Oh, jeez.

-Um... -Hold on.

-Ahhh! -Here we go.

-Look, um... -Oh, no!

...if you want, I-I... I can carry some of this for you.

Yeah, you gonna help me carry this

23km to my house?

Oh, Christ.

-OK. -Um...

Yeah. Uh...

Do you... Do you... Do you mind?

-No, no, no. -Sorry. -I'm just... -It's OK.

-I'm struggling here. -Let me get this one here.

OK.

I do just live around the corner.

I was just testing your good Samaritan boundaries.

Do you know what? Leave it, I think.

You think?

Well, maybe, I don't know. You got it now.

I mean, 23km, it's, like,

just outside of my good Samaritan range.

Fair.

I mean, everyone's got a limit.

-I'm Andrew, by the way. -Leah.

So, yeah, we're working with this huge Japanese artist.

-Oh, wow. -Yeah.

So you're, uh, you're an exhibitionist?

So you're, uh, you're an exhibitionist?

Ha-ha.

Um, look, thank you for rescuing my...

Fucking hell.

Fucking hell!

And to fucking leave it on the street.

And it was meant to come assembled!

Oh, my God! The fuck!

Um...

Great.

Uh, should I...

...bring it in or...

Um...

-Oh, my goodness. -Wow.

What is it, a fold-up house?

No, it's a Flurgen.

-Oh, of course. -Yeah. Right. In here.

Who doesn't need a Flurgen, right?

-Come on in. -Yeah.

Um, I'd say here.

Oh, wow.

So you don't live in a garage. This is good.

In a garage, no.

-Yeah. -In a garage?

No, well, it's not even that. It's my house.

It's nice, right? I, um...

I bought it before my accident, actually,

and I love it so much, I had it adapted.

-Anyway, thank you. -It's, um...

-Thank you for doing that. -My pleasure.

And thank you for rescuing my groceries.

No, all good, that was so much heavier

No, all good, that was so much heavier

than I thought it was gonna be when I offered, so...

-Nice to meet you. -You too.

Hey, um...

If you want, I...

This is nothing suss, but I...

I mean, I-I can come back after court

and help you put this...

After what?

After court.

But I am... I'm not in court. I'm...

Uh-huh.

I'm on a... I'm on a... I'm on a jury.

-Oh, OK, yeah. -Yeah, I'm a... I'm a...

...jury person.

Seriously, I'm...

...I'm... I'm happy to help

and it's... it's literally on my way through.

Seriously, though, I can get someone to help me.

It's fine. I can get an odd-jobber...

What, you're turning down a professional musician

for, like, a... like a carpenter or something?

I mean, are you nuts?

I'm gonna give you my number,

and you have a think, and if you think it's a good idea,

then you can give me a text.

-Um... -Or not.

-Um... -Or not.

-I mean, sure. -Yeah?

OK.

Who said that?

Would you like to repeat what you just said?

The Crusaders should have done a better job

and killed all the terrorists.

The Crusaders should have done a better job

and killed all the terrorists.

OK.

But from the Muslims' perspective,

it was the Christians who were the terrorists, right?

What's fascinating about history

is that you can change narratives

based on your perspective.

I'll give you an example.

For example, in 10...

OK. I'm...

I'm sorry.

I-I didn't realise it was being filmed

and it was gonna cause so much flak.

You asked them to write their Crusade essays

from the point of view of an Islamic child.

No, no, no, no. I gave them... I gave them the option.

I'm a history teacher. I'm trying to do my job.

-Bassam! -It's what I do. What?

Sorry, but...

You've been given your requisite official warnings

and I'm getting pressure from above.

And I'm getting pressure from above.

It's out of my hands now.

You're not serious.

You're serious?

Marilyn.

You know me.

I'm also taking into consideration

your absence from school events on Friday afternoons.

No, my timetable was deliberately set out

to include Friday prayers.

Marilyn, you cannot be serious.

Your timetable was also meant to include

sports carnivals, special assemblies, excursions,

anything else that falls on a Friday afternoon.

OK.

Look, I don't want to be unreasonable, I don't.

And we both have a worthy outcome to aspire to.

-Which is what? -Salma.

If you resign, she can stay on her scholarship

until she graduates.

It'd be a shame to rob her of access

It'd be a shame to rob her of access

to elite instruments and tutors.

And I will write you a wonderful reference.

You... You're serious?

Yes.

Hey, bro. Bro!

-Hey. It's, uh, Shawn, right? -Yeah, yeah, Shawn.

Yeah. Good to see you.

-I looked you up. -What's that?

I looked you up.

Oh, you, uh... You mean my old band?

No, no.

♪ Ha-da-da-da-da

♪ Puppies! ♪ - Yeah. -Yeah, good job.

Thank you. Thank you.

That jingle must have paid for your house by now.

Uh, absolutely not.

There's no need to feel nervous.

We've gone over everything a dozen times.

We've gone over everything a dozen times.

Are you sure you know everything?

What do you mean?

I think there might be a new witness,

some guy named John.

John who?

You need to talk to Louella.

Beth mentioned a Jonathan Myers.

Find out where he is, and we need to talk to him.

Oh, look, look, it's our crime writer.

It's 10 minutes past the cut-off time. Where is she?

Gretel, do you know?

Probably been out partying all night.

-She seems the type. -Type?

You mean young and free to do what she likes

without other people's judgement?

I'm not judging, I'm just saying.

I mean, I'd do anything to have a night off the kids.

Go dancing, rage. Good luck to her.

Mm. I once danced at Studio 54, back in the '70s.

Wowsers!

Hey, do you watch the cricket?

-What? -Uh, who do you...

What country do you follow in the cricket?

I... I don't, man, but I used to play basketball.

-You play basketball? No? -No.

She's here, everybody, she's here.

She's here, everybody, she's here.

Put your things down. We're going straight into court.

OK. Yes, ma'am.

I shouldn't have to remind anybody

that punctuality isn't optional.

But underpants are.

Shh!

Are you OK?

-Hey. -Hi.

-Oh, after you. -Thank you.

No, no, no, it's... it's a mistake.

Alan.

Sit down.

Trust me, having a sympathetic witness

this early in the trial is really very good for us,

even if it is a prosecution witness.

And it lets the jury see you through her eyes.

And it lets the jury see you through her eyes.

Do you see what I mean?

I don't know. I...

I think it's asking a lot of her.

Beth?

No, Beth will be fine.

Just one thing.

Do not catch her eye when she's in the box

because the jury might see that as collusion.

She's later in the day, anyway.

Amanda's ex-boyfriend is up first.

How would you describe Amanda as a person?

She was, uh, very strong-minded.

Very, very direct.

She was, um...

-Uh... -Take your time, Mr... Mr Frazer.

Amanda was a... She was a...

Amanda was a... She was a...

She... Sorry.

Excuse me. Quiet in court.

Please continue.

She was just good.

Thank you.

Can you please tell the court

why your relationship ended?

Uh, the main reason was that, uh, I was worried about her.

I felt like she was playing with fire with this book.

She was obsessed with it, and that's not an exaggeration.

Honestly, I couldn't find a time to talk to her

about anything else other than the book, so we...

...we... we broke up.

Bullshit.

Did Amanda call you on the night of April 4,

two days before her death?

She did.

She said that she was scared.

And she wanted me to come down to Cape Rock and stay the night.

And on that phone call,

what specifically did she say

about Mr Chaplin?

She said, "This is the guy who killed those girls."

Objection. Hearsay.

Upheld.

Thank you. No further questions, Your Honour.

Mr Frazer,

you told the court that you and Ms Taylor were still close,

is that accurate?

Yeah.

It was never actually a clean break between us.

It was never actually a clean break between us.

We were on and off for a bit, but we just stopped having sex.

But you were still close, is that right?

Yes.

On the night she called you, on April 4,

she asked you to go down and stay with her

for protection, didn't she?

Did you go?

No.

But you just testified to the court

that she told you on the phone

that my client committed two murders,

that she was afraid,

and you still didn't go down and stay with her,

is that right?

No, I didn't.

Mm, that was very cavalier of you,

wasn't it, Mr Frazer,

letting her take her chances

with a murderer on the loose.

No, it's actually not...

No, that's right, it wasn't cavalier, was it?

Because you were not in any way worried

that my client was going to murder anyone, were you?

Well, it's because there had been a break-in at our place

a few months earlier,

and she swore that it had to do with the book,

but later it turned out not to be the case.

So, yeah, I didn't...

I didn't take it as seriously as I should have.

Because you didn't believe she was in any danger

from my client, right?

Yeah, that's correct.

Could the witness please be given exhibit 5?

This is Ms Taylor's statement to police

on April 4.

Mr Frazer, would you be good enough to read

the highlighted section of Amanda's complaint?

"Mr Chaplin verbally threatened me"

"and chased my car out of the driveway,"

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

Is that what Amanda told you on the phone that evening?

Yes, yes, that's exactly what she told me.

Good, good.

Whose car was she driving on that day?

It was our car.

Was the car covered by your insurance?

Yeah.

Can we play exhibit 9?

This is a call to the insurance company made by the witness

on April 5.

On April 5.

Is your ex-girlfriend

listed as a driver on the policy?

Yes, her name is Amanda Taylor.

And how did the accident occur?

She was reversing,

and then she knocked a mirror off

on the side of the car.

Was that your voice on the recording, Mr Frazer?

Yeah.

So, um,

were you lying to the insurance company

or are you lying to us

about what Amanda told you on the phone?

I wasn't... I wasn't ly...

-I wasn't lying. -No, no, no.

One of those is a lie. Which one is it, Mr Frazer?

I guess I just... I just thought I...

I thought Amanda was lying to me about the way that it happened.

Right, and not just to you.

You still believed that Amanda was lying to the police

about... my client's so-called violence.

Yeah.

Mm. Yes.

Now, during the phone call to you on April 4,

Now, during the phone call to you on April 4,

did you believe that Amanda was exaggerating the danger to her

in order to increase her chances

of you going down to stay with her?

Yeah, that crossed my mind.

And when she was later killed,

did that make you feel very guilty, Mr Frazer?

I wish I had gone, yeah.

So did you try to assuage that guilt

by making Mr Chaplin a scapegoat?

Objection.

Overruled.

I will take that as a yes.

No more questions, Your Honour.

He said he never claimed insurance. I got it in my notes.

Well, you should've called them yourself, Charlie boy.

Hey.

I didn't see that coming.

Yeah, uh, we asked you to tell us everything, Mr Frazer,

Yeah, uh, we asked you to tell us everything, Mr Frazer,

and that means everything.

And thanks to your, uh... your insurance claim,

you've made yourself, and... and worse still, Amanda,

look like liars.

Oh, fuck.

I'm sorry!

I keep saying the boyfriend did it.

Why is no-one talking about that?

Maybe because he's not on trial.

Should be on trial for being a life coach in L.A.

He's got an alibi.

Corporate boot camp?

No-one would have noticed if he wasn't at the session.

I mean, have they even asked if anyone went to it?

Maybe he flew a plane from Esperance

to Cape Rock for lunch.

Sounds likely.

I mean, I can fly a plane.

I clocked a thousand hours on sim-flight.

Oh. I was once in a plane flown by John Travolta.

I sat in his cockpit.

Sorry.

You sat in his what, now?

Can we please stop wasting time

speculating about people who aren't actually accused?

Oh, lighten up, Sharon.

The boyfriend, the ex-boyfriend,

The boyfriend, the ex-boyfriend,

he was under oath.

People lie.

Everyone lies.

We don't know who did it.

OK, all we know is that she dug too deep

and unleashed a Balrog.

A what?

It's a Tolkien reference.

The dwarves dug too deep. Hmm?

Haven't seen it.

Haven't read it, you mean.

-Oh, my God, I'm dying. -Come on, sickling.

Pair of giggling Gerties, those two.

You were so wasted, it was hilarious.

Yeah, well, I don't remember any of it.

Yeah, well, you drank a shit ton, babe.

Fuck.

I remember this bit.

-Well, that was early. -So weird.

I've never been blacked out before, so I don't...

Yes, but have you drunk 13 bazillion wet pussies

in one night before?

Oh, my God!

Yeah.

You kept flashing your titties.

You kept flashing your titties.

But, I mean, if... if I had those titties,

I would be flashing them as well.

Wait, sorry, um...

Did something, um...

With the... with the three of us, did...

Did we all...

Do you feel like you fucked last night?

-No, I... -OK.

Because you didn't.

You were so messed up that we thought it was best

to take you back to my place, and we put you on the couch,

but you kept crawling into bed with us.

Which was adorable.

Hey?

Here, this is gonna make you feel less green.

Go like this.

Come on.

Come on! There's gonna be so many cute boys there.

Mum!

-Mum! -Oh!

Hi.

-Oh, here we go. -We're ready.

-Yeah? -Let's do this.

Uh, could we please bring up exhibit 11?

Mrs Chaplin, can you please tell us

where this photograph of your husband was taken?

Yeah, it's at the river weir in... in Cape Rock.

Exhibit 12.

This is a photograph of the place

where Amanda Taylor's laptop was found in water.

Uh, Mrs Chaplin, can you please identify this location?

Looks like the river weir.

In other words,

your husband's preferred fishing spot.

He fishes in a lot of places.

Mrs Chaplin, when did you and your husband

first meet Amanda Taylor?

Uh... Amanda came to our house four years ago.

Uh... Amanda came to our house four years ago.

My book will prove

that my father killed those girls in 1968,

and, um, well,

I'm talking to everyone with that specific angle in mind.

So you're not trying to prove your father's innocence?

Absolutely not.

Oh.

That's an interesting way of, uh... of taking it on.

Uh, not really.

Look, um, I don't mean to be rude,

but, uh, those murders had a long-term effect on this town,

and, quite frankly, people are tired of talking about it.

Tired of talking about justice?

No, he... he means it's upsetting.

Yeah.

I understand.

But I intend to talk to everyone who was here that September -

locals, holidaymakers, everyone.

I've tried the detective who reopened the case in 1978...

Bob...

-Bob Stevenson. -Yes, Bob.

But he, uh...

Well, he's retired and he won't speak to me, so...

...I'm doing it all myself.

And when did you next see Amanda Taylor?

It was April 4, 2023.

Uh, but it was very different this time.

You did it!

For example, in...

I know you fuckin' did it!

She accused my husband of the... of the murders.

Mrs Chaplin, after that altercation,

the victim had visible bruising on her arm and her back,

but you say

that your husband was not angry.

That your husband was not angry.

-He was... -Are you OK?

He was confused, he was upset.

But... but not angry, no.

Did you see or hear from Ms Taylor again after that?

Yes, I did.

On, uh, the morning of April 6.

The day she was murdered?

Yes.

She... she called me.

I would just like the chance to speak with you.

Look, Amanda, I'm gonna be frank.

Your behaviour the other day was bizarre.

And then you made a police complaint against...

...against my husband.

Can I... Can I just...

No, no. I-I would like you to let me finish, thank you.

I...

I don't know what you're trying to do here, but it has to stop.

I need to meet with you. I... I...

Look, I'm staying at accommodation on Lennox Street.

Lennox? God.

Well, I'm not... I'm not gonna be dropping in.

Hmm!

OK, well, then a coffee.

Please. You need to hear what I have to say.

Please. You need to hear what I have to say.

Did you tell your husband

you were meeting with Ms Taylor for coffee on April 6?

Why the hell did you do that?

If I say yes to the coffee, then maybe I can convince her

to... to drop the police complaint

and... and stop all this craziness.

It's worth... It's worth a try.

Love, you can't reason with

somebody who's got a screw loose.

But OK, look...

If it makes you feel better, hey,

you go ahead.

Mwah!

Exhibit 10, please.

This CCTV footage captures you arriving

at the cafe at 3pm.

Mrs Chaplin, did Amanda attend?

No.

Why not?

Well, you know why not.

Well, you know why not.

If you can please answer the question,

Mrs Chaplin.

Why did Amanda not attend?

Because she was dead.

Ms Taylor died between 1pm and 2:30pm.

Where did you believe your husband to be during that time?

In his workshop, finishing a piece for a client.

But you couldn't

provide him with an alibi, could you?

No.

Josie went for her regular afternoon nap at 12:30

and so I was watching a documentary.

I couldn't see or hear anything.

MAN ON TV: But over the next two centuries...

So knowing this,

knowing you were otherwise engaged,

your husband went to Amanda Taylor's accommodation

to make sure that she never had that meeting with you at 3pm,

didn't he, Mrs Chaplin?

Objection, Your Honour.

Mrs Chaplin cannot speculate,

and for my learned colleague to ask the witness to do that,

and for my learned colleague to ask the witness to do that,

it... it borders on the absurd.

Agreed, Mr Colby.

The State will rephrase the question.

No need, Your Honour. No further questions.

"My learned friend's question borders on the absurd."

Well, it is absurd to ask the wife if he murdered someone.

-Poor woman. -As if she's gonna say yes.

Ja, but she's on the stand for a reason, eh?

You want a drink?

We don't call it the stand here.

Cup of tea?

Alright, the witness box, OK?

Anyways, I thought that you couldn't be compelled

to testify against your spouse.

Worried about your own wife now, mate?

OK, casual racism.

No, I like the wife.

She seems sincere.

-Mmm. -Yeah?

How awful to be in her position.

Yeah, it's awful for all of them.

I'm sure that's what the defence is hoping we think.

Drag the daughter with the wheelchair into court,

make us more sympathetic.

That's a very cynical view, Blake.

That's a very cynical view, Blake.

-Yeah. -Nah, it's called realism.

Hey, I'm covering for the door bitch tonight.

I'm working till 10.

God, you're a machine.

You wanna come, keep me company?

-Ooh. I don't know. -Yes.

Poor family.

I'd like a quick word.

Everyone? Everyone, I'd like a quick word.

Here we go.

Quick, quick, quick, quick.

Um...

This is, um...

...just a reminder that a certain gravity and decorum

is expected while in the courtroom.

Let's not let the team down going forward.

Yes, Blake?

Why are we all getting a lecture

when it's just the girls giggling and... and snorting?

Yeah, the girls!

Hey, hey, I'm just saying!

Let's just call a spade a spade here.

Regardless of who did what...

...what each of us does in the jury box

reflects on the whole jury.

So we all need to behave.

OK?

OK, Karen.

It's Sharon.

Thank you.

Mrs Chaplin,

how long have you known Alan Chaplin?

We grew up together in Cape Rock

and we'll have been married 50 years this November.

Now, you earlier testified about

the photos of your husband fishing.

How long ago was that taken?

At least eight years ago.

Does he still frequent that spot?

No, he... he stopped going there.

Why is that? Because he's a... lousy fisherman?

Oh!

Oh!

No, a lot of people go there. It gets too busy.

In other words, it's a well-known,

popular part of the river

where anyone might dispose of a laptop.

-Am I right? -Objection, Your Honour.

Opinion.

Upheld.

Your Honour.

Can you describe what sort of man Alan is?

He's a very gentle person.

He's a good husband.

He's always been a rock for our family.

Preach!

Order. Can we please observe court etiquette?

Is that your daughter cheering from the gallery,

Mrs Chaplin?

Yes.

That's our daughter, Josie.

Can you tell me -

has your family got any special circumstances?

Yes.

Josie was born with cerebral palsy

and so she needs a lot of extra care.

Um...

And because he's semi-retired

and works from home,

Alan has been her primary carer for the past 10 years.

He's a wonderful father.

He's a wonderful father.

He's a calm person by nature.

Indeed.

So on the day your husband had an altercation with Amanda,

was that out of character, do you think?

Com... completely. I was...

I was surprised when I heard raised voices.

Did he offer any explanation?

She wanted his DNA.

He felt that she was implying

that he was responsible for the...

...for the deaths of those girls.

He said that she was hostile.

And when he asked her to leave,

uh, she stole his hat.

She stole a hat?

Well, no, she tried to, sorry.

And then when he...

He wanted to get it back,

and I think that's when, um...

...she must have got the bruises on her arms, because...

...she was fighting to... to keep the hat.

Did the police visit your house that day?

Yes.

Yes.

The police did come to our house, which...

...which was a shock.

Thanks. Thanks, guys.

How could she file a complaint against you

when you could file an AVO against her instead?

What is this woman prepared to do to get a bestseller?

Really!

After Ms Taylor failed to meet you for coffee

on April 6...

Mmm.

...what time did you get home?

Well, I... I waited.

And I texted her.

And after a while, I decided she wasn't coming,

so I left.

I would have got home about 3:40.

Was your husband home?

-Yes, he was in his workshop. -Mmm.

Did his composure seem in any way different?

Was he rattled or withdrawn in any way?

No, he... he was normal.

You're back, then, sweetheart?

Shh, shh, shh! Josie's still asleep.

So, uh...

What happened? What did she say?

What happened? What did she say?

Oh, she didn't even turn up.

-What?! -Yeah.

Didn't even turn up.

Did you know Alan in 1968,

when Judith Donnelly and Susan Mead

were murdered on Cape Rock Beach?

Yes.

We were both at that party that night.

And we lined up together

to give our statements to the police

two days later.

Alan.

Can you believe it?

Oh, when I first heard...

...girls on the beach, I was so worried it was you.

They're from Perth,

They're from Perth,

but one of their families owns a house here.

I knew them.

Did it cross your mind then or since

that Alan might have been the perpetrator of those killings?

Not for one second.

Thank you very much, Mrs Chaplin.

You've been most helpful.

Uh, Mrs Chaplin...

...you've told the court that you didn't suspect your husband

of the 1968 murders.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Of the... 378 men

who were asked to provide blood samples at that time,

to be matched against the semen sample

police found on one of the victims,

only... 17 men refused.

Your husband was one of those men.

Were you aware of that?

Alan Chaplin.

Um...

Beth Turner.

No, he did.

He cooperated fully with the police at the time.

No.

No, Mrs Chaplin, he did not.

Brett.

Brett?

Did you know about that? Did you?

-Beth, you're a State witness. -Oh, you did know.

Listen, I explained this to you very carefully in the car

before we came here.

Even if I knew about the blood test,

I... I wouldn't be able to say anything to you,

do you understand?

This is not fair on me. It's not fair.

-I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sorry. -Colby.

You mustn't let these doubts creep in.

That's what they rely on, see?

Yeah.

Yeah, OK. I'm sorry. Thanks.

-Thanks. -Good.

So what did you make of this morning's evidence?

You know, you're very quiet.

Sorry, man, I just... Work, you know?

Yeah, St Gina's. Yeah, yeah.

I tell you, those parents are

getting their money's worth from you!

-Yeah. -You know, they're hard work.

-You know. -Yeah, I know!

The truth is, um...

...I'm actually, uh, not gonna be teaching there anymore.

Um, it's not my call.

I'm sorry to hear. Can you fight it?

Yeah, I could,

but my daughter's gonna be dux of her year, probably.

And, uh...

Get this - they say she can stay if I go quietly,

and I think I'm just gonna go quietly.

Ja, it's a bit rich, isn't it?

She's... she's a gifted cellist.

And she relies on the instruments at the school and...

-You got kids? -No, no. No kids.

And what does your wife think about it?

She passed.

Oh, man. Shame.

I'm gonna... I'll see you.

See you later, yeah?

-See ya. -'Bye.

When were you going to tell me?

I had to hear through a rumour that the school's fired you?

-Who told you? What rumour? -Hayley.

Her parents.

I was gonna have a meeting with Mrs Thorne this morning

I was gonna have a meeting with Mrs Thorne this morning

before we were gonna have this conversation, OK?

OK.

You're going to fight it, right? Unfair dismissal.

My God, Dad. Seriously.

Seriously!

The school's racist.

You and I both know it and you're going to just...

...let them get away with it!

Salma, come on.

Salma.

Salma!

Isn't it a flat pack? Why have you got your toolbox?

Well, you know, I'm hoping that there's gonna be instructions.

Yeah, but you're just gonna need an Allen key.

Yeah, I've... I've got an Allen key here.

-Alright. -What?

You know, in case

there's something else I can do for her while I'm there.

I mean, I'll be home for dinner.

Yeah, it's...

I just kinda feel like this... new version of you

where you're kinda like Mr Fix-it or...

Well, I'll be Mr Fix-it here.

Well, I'll be Mr Fix-it here.

I'll hang the, um, painting.

Please no! Don't, don't. No, no, no.

Actually, I wanna say something.

OK. OK.

I just kinda feel like you're just

filling in your time to distract yourself

and you're not really thinking about what's...

...going on.

And, uh... what's... what's going on?

I... I just want... Hang on.

I'm kinda... I'm...

I'm talking... about your grief.

I mean, I was...

I was reading something the other day

and I couldn't help but think about you.

It's this thing that you've got

where you're doing all this good stuff for people.

-Yeah? -It's kind of like a pathology.

It can become a disorder.

Uh... the disorder of...

...what, being a... being a great person?

No. Fuck, don't make me sound like an arsehole.

You don't... You don't sound like an arsehole.

You don't... You don't sound like an arsehole.

You couldn't sound like an arsehole if you tried.

You're a great person. I'm not saying that.

It's like this is...

It kind of feels like saviour complex.

Like, when was the last time you did anything for yourself?

You have not written

for two years.

It's like you're not turning up in yourself.

Doesn't even feel like you.

Um...

OK.

I hear you.

And I'm really...

I'm sorry.

-No, I'm... -It's... And...

Like, maybe... maybe it makes me feel better

about not helping Izzy when I could.

And that's... I think that's OK.

And that's... I think that's OK.

Yeah.

I think it's an OK thing.

And I'm gonna go there, I'm gonna...

...completely butcher this table.

And then I'm gonna come back here

and I love you, OK?

Yeah.

And is there...

If there's anything you need me to get for dinner

on the way back...

-I can save dinner. -Oh, fuck off!

-I can. I can save it. -OK. You can fuck off.

Well, I write jingles, but I...

...I used to play indie rock.

-OK. That's cool. -Yeah.

I mean, not everyone, you know,

gets to make a living out of music, so... it's kinda cool.

I think Tegan thought it was probably cooler

when I was a rock star, but, um...

...you know, it was in New Zealand,

so I'm not... I'm not sure that counts.

No. Doesn't really count.

What about you? What do you think?

I... I like... I like earning money.

Fair. Yeah, that's fair.

My... My brother was in a band.

-Oh, really? -Yeah, when he was in college.

It was called The... The Wet Blankets.

It was called The... The Wet Blankets.

Yeah! Yeah.

-Right, that's, uh... -Yeah.

-Well, it's got a ring to it. -Mm-hm.

Have you got any siblings?

I, um...

I... I had a... I had a sister.

But, uh... Yeah, she... she died a while back.

Alright. Here we go.

That's one, uh...

One Flurgen.

Yeah, that's a Flurgen!

Thank you.

Is it going in here?

Oh! Oh, dear.

-That's a... -Oh, no.

That's... that's an outdoor table.

-Yeah. It's an outdoor... -Yeah.

Better day?

Whoever decided to call all women of a certain age 'Karen'

should be bloody shot.

Should be bloody shot.

Oh, the young girls, huh?

Don't know how they think it works,

throwing a bunch of misfits together.

I mean, if we get a verdict out of this, it'll be a miracle.

But who better to crack the whip than you, my love?

Trouble is, I think these two might enjoy a whipping.

-Ohh. Not the only ones. -Well, I haven't...

-I've had one sip! -Too bad.

Oh! Babe!

Not on the balcony!

-To Gretel. -Yeah, to Gretel.

To Gretel!

-Yay, Gretel. -Let's go!

Hey, Gretel. Give us a drop.

What?

-Oh, my God! -Oh! Oh, my God!

-No! -You did. Numerous.

I'm... I'm sorry, you did.

-Numerous times, yeah. -But better than that.

You were really on one last night.

-Yeah. -Oh, my God.

Holy fuck.

Look who just walked in.

Jaz, we can't be here with him. It'll be a mistrial.

-OK. Fuck that. -Holy shit!

He's the one that can't be here.

Someone has to tell him to leave.

Someone has to tell him to leave.

I'll do it.

I'll go.

Give me a spray, give me a spray.

-No, no. Spray, yep. -The actual spray again!

OK.

OK, wait. Wait!

Hey, this club is owned by one of the jurors' boyfriends,

so you need to leave.

Like, right now. Yeah.

-Are you serious? -Yeah, now. Go!

Hey!

Up!

Hello? Gretel?

Hi! Hello!

Hey! Hey!

-Mmm... -Hey! Hello?

Hey! Hello?

Gretel, come on.

Hey.

Hey, Gretel.

Up! Up! Come on.

Oh, there you are! I was about to clear your plate away.

Thanks. I, um... I ate at the pub.

Oh, right.

Thought I might stay a while longer, if that's alright?

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, it's... a little bit of a break.

No-one knows me here. Might get some writing done.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Only thing is, I've got this murder trial on. You know that.

That's fine.

Might even ask around about a job.

Why, do you... Do you need some... some money?

-What do you need? -Fuck off.

I do alright for myself, if you haven't noticed.

Yeah. OK.

Plus I'm a grown-up.

No, I think I'll ask about a bar job.

That's always been my go-to.

Oh, you don't need to do that.

I know. But I like it.

Plus, you're busy with your murder trial.

So it'll just be me and the dog and my keyboard here.

Give me an excuse to get out of the house.

-OK, but... -Goodnight.

Yeah, alright. Goodnight.

Jonathan who?

Jonathan Myers.

He was in Cape Rock in 1968 but he was never questioned.

He doesn't appear in any of the police notes I've been through.

But get this.

10 years ago, he was charged with DV.

Beat up his wife pretty badly.

Could be our John.

I'm going down there first thing to interview him,

if you wanna join.

No, I'll... I'll meet you after.

I've got my own footwork to do in the morning.

Hello?

Hey. Am... am I speaking to John?

Yes.

Hi. My name is Amanda Taylor.

I, um, have been trying to track you down.

I, um, have been trying to track you down.

I'm writing a book about the Cape Rock murders.

I found your name amongst the police files.

How did you get my number?

I've just been very... industrious.

John?

Yes. Yes, I'm here.

So, look, I'll just... I'll cut straight to the chase.

I've been asking all the men

that were in the area at that time

whether they would be willing to give a DNA sample.

I'm... I'm hoping with new forensic technology

that we'll be able to make a breakthrough.

And...

Hello? John?