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Amanda came to me to say

she was writing a book about

her father being
the Cape Rock killer.

Uh, Mr Stephenson?

I think I found something.

She believed
it was Alan Chaplin.

All she needed was DNA evidence
to prove her case.

Would you be prepared
to give a blood sample

for the purposes of elimination?

No!

For God's sake, Alan,
two girls are dead!

That is for you.

Now, rack off, yeah?

Holy fuck.
Look who just walked in.

Hey, this club is owned by

one of the juror's boyfriends,
so you need to leave.

Hey, I was thinking tonight
we could do, like, a pamper day.

Sorry, um...

I... I thought you weren't
speaking to me.

- Wait, what?
- Yeah.

I mean, you were just
really upset

on the phone the other day,
so...

on the phone the other day,
so...

Oh.

- I have to go.
- What?

I need to be home.

I'm sorry, I can't.
I have to go.

Wait!

I was thinking about
taking him up on

the free training sessions
this week.

You know, I'm just gonna be
a bit late this week.

Oh, it's OK.

It's beautiful,
isn't it?

You've worked hard.
You deserve your own instrument.

Mr Aziz, please call me back.

The hardest thing
for any families

The hardest thing
for any families

of a victim of a crime

is to live with
their questions unanswered.

You know, only a small portion
of cold cases ever get solved...

..which means that most families
are left with

uncertainty, distress
and ambiguous loss.

And while that forms the basis
of a very, very complex grief,

we all live with guilt

over unresolved trauma.

For some of us,
it's lived experience.

For others, it's inherited.

And, well, we do what we can
to navigate that.

- You good?

As humans,
when we feel a loss in our lives

or in the lives of others,

it's natural to go
searching for answers.

it's natural to go
searching for answers.

Seeking justice
goes beyond the personal.

It's a collective
responsibility.

And finding answers
becomes an obsession.

I initially
began this book

as a way to absolve my own guilt

over what my father did.

But it... it...

Well, it became bigger than me.

So you've done
exhaustive research.

Are you any closer
to solving it?

Yes, but I can't
divulge any information...

Wow.
..at this point.

Very exciting.

Can you give us a hint

as to where this information
may lead to?

as to where this information
may lead to?

Not really, no.

Look, all I can say is

that I... I may have made contact
with someone

who could be the missing piece
of the puzzle, but I haven't...

I'm still researching that.

So... stay tuned.

So I've double-checked
every name in the police file.

They're either dead, unconnected

or couldn't have
spoken to Amanda.

Mmm.

I find it hard to believe that

a teacher with
questionable social skills

can dig up a suspect that we
can't actually dig up ourselves.

- Mm. Well, unlike us, she...
- Hi, guys.

- Hi, Xavier.
- Oh, hey, Xavier.

Well, she had years
to do it,

she had Bob Stephenson
to help her,

so I'm not surprised
that she was...

Hey, Dad, this is super weird,
but I...

Xavier, we're actually
in the middle of something.

I'm sorry, mate.

Cool.

- Do you want me to go?
- No, no, no.

Carry on, carry on. Yeah.

Ah, OK, so there's still
the UK guy

we haven't been able to contact.

Edward Dallimore,
middle name John.

He was at the party, took
part in the police interview,

He was at the party, took
part in the police interview,

but he left Australia
shortly after that.

Alright. Look, um,
we're out of time, so...

..let's concentrate on tomorrow.

Pandit and Flood
are strong suspects,

so that'll have to do for now.

Yeah, OK.

I mean, it's vandalism,
Salma. What were you thinking?!

And destruction of property.
And you lied.

Are you really going
to lecture me about that

when you snooped
through my stuff?

No, that's not the
point. The point is you lied.

Not just to me, but to
Principal Thorne, to the school,

and you let your friends
take the blame.

They wanted to, Dad!

Hayley literally suggested it.

What, you think it's OK
for others to take punishment

for your actions
while you get off scot-free?

No, that's not good enough.

It's not good enough
that you lay down

and let a bunch of racists
walk all over you.

You did nothing wrong
and you didn't fight.

Mum never would have done that.

You really let me down.

Well, anyway,
we've made our point,

so no-one knows I'm involved
and we can just move on.

Tomorrow we're gonna go to
Principal Thorne's office

and you will tell her the truth.

- No way.
- Yes way.

I am not doing that.

Yes, you are doing that.

Yeah, your mum was a fighter,
yes, but...

..she knew how to fight smart.

So anything exciting to report?

Oh, look, just another day
of being a man of the people

and upholding the pillars of
justice and democracy.

Oh, right, OK.

I must be in the wrong cab.

My driver was a humble musician.

Well, I never said I was humble.

Julia Jacklin?

Hey!

Look at you, all up to date!

Izzy actually, uh...

Izzy actually, uh...

..made me go with her
to the concert in Sydney.

And she was, uh...

She was so happy that
she cried through the whole set

and, uh, she... she used
my Modern Lovers jumper

to blow her nose
and got mascara all over it.

So Izzy was your sister?

Yeah.

Well, Izzy had great taste.

Um, what about you?

Do you... I mean, do you have...
Do you have family here?

I mean, apart from your mum?

Yeah, yeah.
I mean, there's my dad.

He comes over from Brisbane
every now and again.

- Mm-hm.
- You know, once in a blue moon.

And, uh...

..no husband?

Sorry, or... or wife?
I don't know.

Yeah, I mean, that's right.

They... they live in my basement.

- Ah, yes. Yeah.
- Yeah.

No, I thought I could hear...

They really appreciate you

coming over and driving me
around and building...

- Yeah.
- ..outdoor furniture for us.

- Yeah.
- ..outdoor furniture for us.

OK. OK, sorry.

I mean, you know,
they could have been

a FIFO worker or something.

OK, yeah, yeah, yeah.
But... but no, no.

- Um, so I did have a boyfriend.
- Mm-hm?

But he left.

I think, you know,
after my accident,

it was all just
a bit too much for him.

But that's OK. I think it's...
it's better this way.

Sort of me, myself and I.

You know, and I manage.

I manage just fine.

Jaz!

- Yo!

Hello!

What have you been doing?

I've texted you, like, 10 times.

Jaz, did you know that girls
are being paid to keep quiet

about the spiking
at Rowan's club?

I mean, that... that's
what's happened to me.

Rowan... Rowan paid me off,
he paid me...

OK, no, he paid you back.

Which was generous.

Look, I wanna go
to the police, OK?

I wanna go to the police and I
think you should come with me.

Shh. Hey. Alright.

You need to chill out.

Rowan and I were with you
the entire night,

and I promise you
nothing bad happened.

You knew?

You knew that I was drugged?

- No...
- You said that I was drugged.

No, I'm saying
that if you were spiked,

nothing happened
because I looked after you.

Alright? So why are you
trying to create a problem now?

Jaz, this kind of thing
is gonna keep happening.

- Do you not realise that?
- OK, yes. We love drama.

If you weren't there that night,
something could've happened!

Alright, yep, we helped you

and now you wanna get
the club shut down?

Is that what you want?

And you're welcome, by the way.

You literally vomited
on yourself and on Rowan

and we cleaned you up
and we tucked you into bed.

But, yeah, cool. Blame us.

I wanna make a report.

I wanna make sure this kind of
thing doesn't happen again.

I can't not say anything.
Jaz, please.

I totally get it

that you feel stressed.

Oh, my God,
that is not what this is!

OK, alright, all I'm saying is

that sometimes things
look really bad

and they don't have
to be blown up

into some massive thing.

Like this, for example,
looks bad.

Looks really bad, actually.

Looks really bad, actually.

But the context matters.

What?

So I get it that
you feel really anxious.

I think that you need
a really good night's sleep.

I have some valium
if you want it.

No?

OK, well, I'm really
exhausted myself, so...

See you tomorrow.

Alright, I'm off.

Got everything?

Uh, yeah.

I could stay if we need
to keep working.

I could stay if we need
to keep working.

No, no, no, you go home.
It's a big day tomorrow.

- OK.
- Get some rest.

- Oh, Nina?
- Yes?

Um, first thing in the morning,

do a check with Federal Customs.

Make sure that this
Edward John Dallimore

hasn't been back in Australia

since Amanda
started her research.

I'll make a start on the
paperwork as soon as I'm home.

Yeah, and threaten them
with a summons

if they don't come right.

It's a long shot,
but, you know, worth a go.

And, Nina?

Yes?

You're doing good work,
you know?

Thanks.

I'm gonna go before
I cry in front of you

'cause you're tapping into
my daddy issues.

Couldn't find you in
the house. What are you doing?

Nina seems like a sharp woman.

Yeah, I'm very fond of Nina.
She's a good, hard worker.

You know that, uh, lawyer
from the trial?

The one with the curly hair?

She was here before.

Nicholls? Really?

Looked like
she was doing a drive-by.

Why didn't you tell me?

I tried. You were busy.

Oh, OK.

Alright.

Move over.

Wow.

Do you remember
we used to do this?

We'd count the stars,
give them names?

Yeah, I remember.

You'd tell me how many
there are in the galaxy.

And how many are there?
Do you remember?

Ooh, let's see.
Maybe 400 billion.

Well done!
You're right.

And how many galaxies
in the universe?

Maybe 2 trillion?

"Is that a lot, Dad?"

"Why, yes,
it's an awful lot, son."

400 billion times 2 trillion.

What's that? That's...

I have absolutely no idea.

I have an accountant
that does all my adding up.

And yet there's some people
that think

that there might be life
out there.

Idiots.

Of course
there's life out there!

There's infinite life out there.

Fucking idiots.

Fucking idiots!

Billions of them! Everywhere!

Well, this is very
disappointing, to say the least.

I know, and I apologise.

But this school
has taught me about

the importance of justice...

Breaking into private property
and vandalising it

is not acceptable, Salma.

You graffitied
the word 'racist' on a wall,

and I'm sure I don't need to
educate you on hate speech

being a form of violence.

We dyed a swimming pool.

Salma.

Now, I commend you
for coming forward,

but there will be repercussions
for your actions.

You understand that?

But if the school didn't

But if the school didn't

unfairly sack my father
in the first place,

then those actions
wouldn't have happened.

Salma.

And you want me
to be the poster girl

for your ethnic inclusivity?

- You have no shame.
- That's enough!

I'm suspending you

pending a meeting
with the board,

where expulsion
will be discussed.

Expulsion?

Hayley and Katie both got
suspension. How is that fair?

Hayley and Kate
both wrote letters of apology,

while all you've done this
morning is attack the school.

Now, realistically,
you should be grateful

we haven't taken it further
with the police.

That's very disappointing,
but we understand.

Police? Really?!

- Thank you. Salma...
- You know what?

I don't wanna be part of

this propaganda machine anyway.

- Quiet.
- It's bullshit!

Wow.

I'm sorry.

Are you sure
you don't recognise him?

Are you sure
you don't recognise him?

When did you say
it was from?

1972, so four years after
you would have met him.

His name's Edward,
but he goes by John.

The kid who paid you
to supply alcohol -

could this be him?

I'm sorry,
it's nearly 60 years ago.

I... I don't remember.
I'm... I'm sorry.

Alright, keep on it.

OK.

So let's focus on
what's to come.

It is the defence's time
to shine, so...

..we will be dazzling them...
with my brilliance.

Good morning, Nicholls.

Good morning, Nicholls.

As promised, two cleanskins

in return for allowing
the defendant's wife

to testify early.

Mmm! I didn't think
you'd cough up.

I thought you might be getting a
little anxious about getting it.

Coming all that way out to
the vineyard for a visit.

Would you please state
your full name and occupation

for the court?

Michael Fragos.

I'm a trichologist and the
proprietor of the barbershop

Snip & Sip.

We offer local craft beer
with your haircut.

Sounds delightful.

Would you mind elaborating
for the court

on what exactly trichology is?

It's a branch of
medical study relating to

the problems of the hair
and scalp.

Mr Fragos, do you recognise
anyone in this courtroom?

Yes, my main man,
Alan Chapman.

I've been cutting his hair
for years.

You cut his hair.

Based on those encounters,

how would you describe
my client?

Always polite, pleasant.
A regular guy.

Good.

When did you last cut his hair?

April 5, 2023.

That's the day before
Amanda Taylor's murder, correct?

Yes.

Now, did anything
out of the ordinary

happen on that day?

- Thanks a lot.
- You're welcome, mate.

And, uh, here you go.

Thank you, sir.

- See you in a month.
- Cheers. 'Bye! - 'Bye. See you later.

What are you doing?

Hey, are you right there?

Oi!

She didn't say a word to us.

She was in and out of there
so quick,

I didn't have the chance
to stop her.

It was bizarre. We thought
maybe she was on something.

Could you identify, please,

that woman from
these photographs?

Number 3. That's her.

Let the court note
that Mr Fragos has

identified Amanda Taylor,
please.

Now, is it common
for hair on your floor

Now, is it common
for hair on your floor

to contain hair follicles,

even though it is cut hair?

Absolutely.

'Cause when you comb hair,
long or short,

loose hair falls out
pulled directly from the root,

so the follicle
comes out with it.

So if Ms Taylor had
taken Mr Chaplin's hair home,

hoping to find hair follicles
among the hair

and failing to do so,
disposed of it,

is it still possible,
do you think,

that one or two of those hairs
would have landed

on her desk anyway?

Well, if there's
one thing I know,

it's that it doesn't
matter how many times

you sweep, brush or clean,

you never, ever
get all the hairs.

There's always what we like
to call in the business,

um, escapees.

Indeed. Thank you
very much, Mr Fragos.

No more questions, Your Honour.

Your witness, Ms Nicholls.

Mr Fragos,

after a haircut,
hair often clings to clothes.

- Is that right?
- Yeah, it certainly does.

So the hair clinging
to the accused's clothes

still could have been on him
on April 6,

still could have been on him
on April 6,

the day after his haircut?

Yeah, if he was wearing
the same shirt or jacket.

Then it's possible

that Mr Chaplin brought his own
hair into the victim's house,

then falling off him
onto the desk?

Yes, it's possible.

Did the woman who came
into your barbershop...

Did she introduce herself?

Uh, no - like I said,

um, she was only in there
for about 15 seconds.

15 seconds?

Yet you're 100% certain

that that woman
was Amanda Taylor?

Yes.

Did you come forward
when you heard

about the murder and recognised

Ms Taylor's face on the news?

Oh, no, I don't watch
mainstream news.

So when did you decide
to tell someone

about the hair stealing
incident?

Um, when Mr Colby's solicitor
found out

Alan had a haircut
the day before the...

..the lady was killed.

Uh, she came to speak to me

and asked me if I remembered
anything about that day.

and asked me if I remembered
anything about that day.

And how long
after the incident was that?

About six months.

So it wasn't until after the
defence team's encouragement

that you remembered
this fanciful story,

and six months later, you can
recall that it was specifically

Alan Chaplin's hair
that she stole.

Well, it was a pretty unusual
thing to happen.

Well, let's be honest,
Mr Fragos.

It could have been any woman
who entered your barbershop

and anyone's hair
that she stole.

Is that not true?

I'm pretty sure I'm right.

'Pretty sure' is not
100% certain, is it, Mr Fragos?

No.

I loved that.

I didn't zone out once.

So all it takes is
a little eye candy, eh?

Oh, it certainly made it easier
to sit through, didn't it?

- Sit through, sit on.

You're talking
about a witness.

This is completely
inappropriate.

Not to mention offensive,
ladies.

What if me and one of the blokes
spoke about

a female witness like that?

Jeez, I wouldn't mind putting
her in the witness box, eh?

Jeez, I wouldn't mind putting
her in the witness box, eh?

You'd be cancelled
for sure.

OK. OK, Blake,
you've made your point.

But even a wink or a smile
between a juror and a witness

could cause a mistrial,
so no more smut talk.

Stop winking at the witness!

We need to
focus on the hair.

The only hair
I'm interested in

is hair of the dog.

Did you know
that hair samples have

a detection window
of three months?

- You know, that's crazy.
- Yeah, man.

I mean, you can use teeth
for DNA 150 years after death.

I mean, it's absolutely
fascinating.

What's fascinating is that
she stole someone's hair.

- Yeah.
- Oh, look.

I feel sorry for Amanda.

You know,
she... she was just doing

what she thought was right.

Well, do you feel sorry
for Alan?

I mean, she was
literally stalking him.

She was a psycho.

Suffering mental
health issues, Camilla.

Right.

Or was she
onto something?

I mean, you don't
steal someone's hair

unless you've got a good reason.

It just took me by
surprise just how angry she was,

how confident she was
in challenging authority.

It... kind of scared me.

I mean, I've never seen her
like that before.

So, what, they're
going to expel her?

- Probably.
- Really?

- Probably.
- Really?

Hopefully not. I don't know.
We'll see.

- Hey.

- Oh, excuse me.
- You're right.

- Sharon's hilarious.
- Yeah.

She reminds me of
my old choir teacher.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

- Hey.
- Yeah?

Um...

I don't wanna make this awkward.
I...

I'm feeling like, um...

It's...

- What?

We should just maybe avoid
using language like 'psycho'

in front of Gretel.

This is in the cone.

This is in the cone.

Yeah, yeah, of course. What?

Um, it's just 'cause she shared
with me that she's actually

been in and out of psych wards
in her life,

so I feel like that language
is a bit triggering for her.

- What was she in for?
- Oh, like, I don't...

I really don't wanna
start a rumour.

- Or spread gossip or anything.
- No, no.

I know that's not what you're
trying to do. No, I know.

Um, yeah, I guess
she's just not 100% stable.

- But... who is?
- Oh, my God.

Wow.

Yeah.

She came to my house and
she was kind of... aggressive.

Aggressive? What do you...

Like, just, like...

..yeah, kind of scary.

Um...

Jaz, I really think
you should tell Sharon.

- Really?
- Yeah, I do.

I don't know, I just feel like
that's kicking her...

If she's coming to your house
and scaring you, it's weird.

Yeah, but maybe we just
keep an eye on her.

You're a good friend.

- Really?
- No, you are.

- You're a really good friend.
- Thank you.

Thanks for saying that.

Been a good friend to me.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

That's really kind.

- Aw, I needed this.
- Same.

It'll be a good day, Alan.

Maurizio will help
with your alibi.

I don't think I've ever
seen her look so lost.

Yeah. Yeah.

The defence calls
Maurizio Ginetti, please.

Alan does magnificent joinery.

He's a... He's a true
master of his craft.

My winery is
full of his woodwork.

What was the last piece
you commissioned from him?

Oh, it was a large bench.

Oh, it was a large bench.

Highly bespoke.

Made of two pieces of
southwest marri on jarrah legs.

What were you using
the bench for?

Oh, I commissioned it
ahead of the Easter weekend,

when my cellar door was

showcasing the new
semillon sauvignon.

Al's bench is what
we presented the wine on.

A very fine drop, by the way.

Perhaps the court
could be presented

with an exhibit of this wine,
Mr Colby.

Only too happy,
Your Honour.

And more than that, the court
may be pleased to know that

my learned colleague has

a couple of excellent
bottles of shiraz

squirrelled away in her bag.

Now, Mr Ginetti,

what date did you visit Alan

to check on the progress
of his work?

I went to pick it up
on April 6 at 10am.

That was the day of
Amanda Taylor's death, correct?

That's correct.

He-hey!

Hola!

- Maurizio!
- I'm good.

- You're good?
- Yeah.

I got behind with this, so, uh,
it's not ready, I'm afraid.

That's fine.

Hey, this is good.

- Was the piece ready?
- No.

Half the benchtop was missing,

but Alan guaranteed that

it would be ready
by the end of that day.

He was using butterfly joints

and they are notoriously fiddly.

Butterfly joints.

So you're familiar
with woodworking,

with woodworking terms, correct?

Yes, I was...
I was a builder

specialising in
timber constructions

before I opened the winery.

Alan was using
the butterfly joints

in an unusual way,
creating a pattern with them.

They are notoriously
difficult to do by hand,

so it was quite impressive.

Now, in your experience
as a builder,

how long would it take
to complete such a work,

from the time that you saw it
to the finish?

I would have thought
a day, at least. Minimum.

At least a day, yes.

Now, what time did you go
to pick it up?

Now, what time did you go
to pick it up?

At 5pm.

Was the piece complete?

Yes,
and it was perfect.

Now, the prosecution
allege that on that day,

my client managed the following.

Sometime between
1:30 and mid-afternoon,

he drove all the way to
Ms Taylor's accommodation,

he broke into the house,

he committed a murder,

he disposed of a laptop
in a local river,

he disposed of
a yet-unfound manuscript

and he drove all the way
back to his workshop,

all the time unseen.

That's a very busy day,
I'm sure you'll agree.

Now, how likely is it,
in your view,

that he could
accomplish all that

and yet finish your masterpiece

by 5pm?

Objection, Your Honour.

Despite Mr Colby
mistaking the courtroom

for a woodworking class,

the witness is not an expert.

I'll allow it
on the basis that he was

a builder and has testified
he is familiar with joinery.

Please answer the question,
Mr Ginetti.

Please answer the question,
Mr Ginetti.

No.

Not likely. There's no way.

Thank you very much, Mr Ginetti.

It's been very, very helpful.

No more questions, Your Honour.

Ms Nicholls.

Mr Ginetti,

you testified earlier
that you arrived at 10am

to pick up your piece?

Yes.

And you also said

you saw inside
Mr Chaplin's workshop.

Yes, I did.

Did you thoroughly
search the premises

in the time that you were there?

Why...

Why would I search the premises?

I was there to pick up my bench.

A yes or no will suffice.

No.

So from what
you could see, were there

bits of timber and offcuts?

Yes.

Lots of pieces of furniture
scattered around?

Yes, it's a large,
busy workshop.

Alan always has a lot of things
on the go.

So you can't exclude
the possibility that

half of your benchtop was
somewhere else in the workshop,

already completed
and ready to be joined?

already completed
and ready to be joined?

Ohh.

No, I suppose not.

No, you just
assumed that Mr Chaplin

was yet to complete it,
didn't you?

Well, it doesn't make sense
to pretend

it wasn't ready if it was.

No, Mr Ginetti,
it wouldn't make sense

unless Mr Chaplin was
premeditating a murder

and building an alibi
rather than a bench.

Objection, Your Honour.
The State is grandstanding here.

Save your comments for closing,
Ms Nicholls.

Thank you, Your Honour.
No further questions.

Slay.

She's young, Bassam.

She'll grow into her politics.

- You're probably right.
- Yeah, I am, I am.

It's... it's all part of
being a teenager.

I'm sure you remember
what that was like,

unless it was that long ago.

- Hey!
- OK, I'm sorry.

- Sorry! I'm sorry.

- What are you doing to me?
- I know.

- But let me tell you something.

My mother, she lost clumps -
and I mean, clumps - of hair

My mother, she lost clumps -
and I mean, clumps - of hair

from parenting me.

Maybe take a closer look
at my hairline then.

Come closer.

Hey, guys!

Hey.

Um, do you...

Mr Popovich,

what is your connection
to my client?

Chappers - uh, Alan -

and I knocked around together
growing up in Cape.

Known each other
since we were grommets.

Were you friends in 1968?

Yes, sir. Close friends.

Well, he was a bit younger,
but still one of the gang.

Now, could you
tell the court

about an incident
that took place

on June 23 in 1968?

That was three months
before the murders

of Judith and Susan
in Cape Rock.

Yes, I... I can, Mr Colby.

Alan and I
and, uh, two other blokes

Alan and I
and, uh, two other blokes

were, uh, drinking together

and were pissed off with
the local constabulary.

Any particular constable?

Knob Stephenson, I think.

Uh, that would be
Bob Stephenson, I imagine.

Sure is.

Could you tell us what happened
on that particular day?

Knobby had failed Alan
on his licence.

- So...
- Huh!

..we thought we'd get revenge.

Show him how good
Chappers could drive.

So we, uh...
Alan stole his cop car.

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yeah!

Let's go!

Oh, we got a siren!
Let me get the siren!

Turned the bloody siren on.

Turns out Knobby was right.

Chappers couldn't drive.

No hands! Ahh!

No hands! Ahh!

Gate. Gate, gate, gate, gate,
gate, gate, gate, gate!

Alan, there's a gate!

Fuck, fuck! Fuck!

Stop, stop! Stop!

- Ah, fuck!
- Oh!

Alan cracked his nut
on the steering wheel,

split his cheek,
and the boys all buggered off.

Knobby and his crew hunted us
for months. Years.

All because he got shit
from his bosses

for leaving the keys
in his cop car.

Rookie mistake, though.

He knew it was us,
but he couldn't prove it.

Did you give a sample of blood
to police

after the murders of
Judith and Susan

in 1968?

No, I didn't.

Now, why was that?

We made a pact
not to give blood samples.

They're not your mates, Alan.

They'll rat on you
the first chance they get.

Bingle Bob! Here he is.

- Ohhh!
- Got your car keys, mate?

After the crash, most of
us were pretty scratched up.

Alan had bled all over the seat.

So we knew if we gave a sample,

the bastards would match us
back to the stolen car

and we'd all be fucked.

Uh, excuse my French.

And when
Detective Stephenson

reopened the case in 1978,

did he then ask
for another sample?

Yeah, he did, but none
of us gave it, though.

We stuck to the pact.

Knob was still snaky
about the car,

so we thought he'd use it
to pin something on us.

And, yeah, maybe
some of us might have

done a couple of other things
we were worried about.

Nothin' major, Your Honour.

I'm sure the statute of
limitations has expired

on whatever pranks
you may have engaged in,

Mr Popovich.

Oh!

Phew!

- So, Mr Popovich.

My client not giving blood

on both occasions

had nothing whatsoever to do

had nothing whatsoever to do

with the Cape Rock murders,
correct?

No.

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Thank you very much,
Mr Popovich.

No more questions, Your Honour.

That must give you some relief,

to know why Alan didn't
do the blood test.

You know, I've been...

I've been staring at that scar
on his cheek for decades

and I vividly remember him
telling me...

..that it was
a tree lopping accident.

- Is that what he said?
- Yeah.

Well...

..you know,
lying about your adolescence

doesn't define you
as an adult, you know?

No, sure. But...

..why lie?

Yeah.

Amanda was an exceptional
human being

who the defence are now
trying to label

as this crazed person.

as this crazed person.

Have a good night.
See ya.

Hey, um,

Gretel's got
a massive crush on him.

The ex.

He's not my type,
but, yeah, I thought that

after you said the thing
about the witnesses today

that maybe that would be
good for you to know.

Anyway, see you tomorrow.

I'm here to remind people

that we must defend the person
who has the right

to be defended by the law.

Not the person who killed her.

See ya, Gretzki.

See ya.

OK.

H-Hi. Um...

I, uh, I was just wondering if
you guys do those hair tests.

Yeah, I wanna test for drugs
in someone's system.

I would have killed
to have seen that live.

- I know. I know, I know.
- You seen the Cat Stevens one?

- I don't know. Hold on.
- Cue it up. Izzy loved that.

Cueing it. Another one.

- Andrew!
- Fuck! Fuck!

- What... the fuck?
- Sorry, sorry! Are you OK?

- What... the fuck?
- Sorry, sorry! Are you OK?

What the fuck happened?
What was that?

Oh, my God.

Nothing, I just...

Oh!
You want me to drive?

Sorry. Um...

I'm good.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, yeah.

OK.

Hey.

Hi.

You must be Andy's missus?

I'm Blake. I'm Blake.
Blake from the jury.

Oh! Yes! Hi, Blake.

Yeah, I'm Tegan.

Is Drew with you?

No! I mean, no.
He, uh...

No! I mean, no.
He, uh...

No, he just left this behind,
so I thought I'd drop it off.

Oh! OK, well, you beat him home.

Hey, it is so nice of you
to offer everyone freebies.

I was actually thinking
I might come and, uh, join in.

- But is that a bit cheeky?
- No, no, no.

And you'd be welcome,
except no-one took me up on it.

I mean, my dad always said

I couldn't sell water
in the desert.

But is Drew not working out
with you?

No, he's locked into a contract.

Thanks for dropping this.

Oh, you tell his trainer

that he needs to work
on his midsection.

OK.

And that he's punching
way above his weight.

Thank you. 'Bye.

It's like, um...

I don't... It's like a...

I can't even... It's like
a... super... superstition.

I can't even... It's like
a... super... superstition.

Like something...

..really bad is gonna happen.

And... and then it's like
she's just...

She's there.
Like, she's right there.

So, uh...

I'm a crazy person, right?

- It's not crazy.

It's really not crazy.

When did it start?

- Right after she died.
- Right.

Yeah.

I mean, it sounds kind of like

it's your body's way of
processing it.

Mmm.

- No?
- No.

No, look, I wasn't... I wasn't...

I mean, I wasn't even there
when... when it happened.

I was... I was in Queenstown.

Yeah, but, you know,
if she OD'd,

there's nothing that
you could have done

even if you were there.

Leah.

What?

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- Hey.

Don't, don't. Like, it's not...
It's not...

What is it with men
and not doing therapy?!

Does this...
Does this not count?

- No, this does not count!
- Right.

- Hey, how about this?
- Mmm.

How about we get out of the car,
we go into my house

and I make you a drink?

- Yeah? I...
- Yeah, I mean, that's...

I have to...
Uh, shit, I have to go.

OK.

Well, how about tomorrow night?

Come over for dinner and
I'll cook you a thankyou meal,

for all the rides, right?

I mean, apart from today,
obviously.

You know what?

I would... I would love that.

Good. Me too.

- OK.
- Alright.

- OK.
- Alright.

What's so bad
about a crush?

He's a witness, Bruno.
It could fuck the whole trial.

And it's just a crush now,
but you wait.

You should have seen them today,

drooling over this
barbershop witness.

He was a looker, was he?

I'm serious.

I worry about those girls.

They're immature and I'm not
sure they can be trusted.

She's excited
to see you, I'm sure.

I'm just gonna check on her now.

Salma!

Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

Did you eat?

Did you eat?

Good.

I brought a friend
from the trial, Hanifa.

She's the one that
gave you the cello.

Thought maybe you could
play her something.

I told her how talented you are.

Seriously?

Yeah.

OK.

- OK?
- Ah, yeah.

Uh, just give me a sec.

Alright.

How was the gym?

Yeah, it was fine.

I'm just gonna go do some work.

Nina.

I just got a call from
Border Force. They spilled.

I didn't even need a summons.

We found him.

Edward John Dallimore
was in the country

for a family visit.

He arrived March 28
and he left April 7,

which was...

The day after Amanda's murder.

Yep!

Fantastic.

Gotcha.

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