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This lady, I think she gave birth to me here.

Looks like your mother died

from complications during childbirth.

What's Swayze done to himself this time, eh?

He's coming for me. I told you.

This is my friend, Scarlett. She's seven too.

Around here, you need to keep your eye on them kids.

So, she's been missing since last night?

Joey might know where she is. Why would Joey know?

Don't leave. Everyone always leaves.

Anya, no one's leaving. I'll see you at home after.

Philip Lloyd is my father.

I found Mum's birth records at the hospital.

You didn't think I had a right to know

before I moved into your house?

I was trying to help. (SCOFFS)

There's a handful of people have got this town in a chokehold,

so if you wanna be the big hero, I suggest you start there.

(PUNCH LANDS)

Go near my little brother, I'll fucking kill you myself.

Walk away.

Bloody shame. Cowboy was a good bloke,

but he got that shiner at the pub last night.

Who gave it to him? You're not gonna like this, Jay.

Come on.

(DOGS BARKING AND GROWLING)

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

Now you're fucked.

All of you are fucked. Yeah.

My baby brother's on the case.

What the hell is this?

It's a citizen's arrest.

They used whatever was handy to hold him.

(BARKS)

Jesus, Bony, the whole pub witnessed your brother knocking Cowboy out

and threatening to kill him.

Call me that again...

..one more time...

He was the only one leaving the scene of the crime in a hurry.

This lot found him. They called me.

He says he was there because he was sleeping in his car

but he can't confirm that, he's got no alibi.

Yeah, well, from what I've heard, Sputty wouldn't be the only one

pissed off with your good mate Cowboy.

He's got no weapon on him.

There's no evidence he had anything to do with it.

Jay, you've got no choice. We've gotta bring him in.

No, no, no.

Family. Conflict of interest. Conflict of interest?

You give it to 'em, little brother. Give it to 'em.

..you're drinking buddies with the murder victim. What do you call that?

Right about now I call that history. Who's got the keys?

This is bullshit, Simmo. He's killed him!

Oi! Calm down, you blokes. This is how it's gotta be.

..letting him kill Cowboy, Simmo?

Keep that dog on a tight leash, fellas.

There you go. You be careful now.

You mistreat a dog and he might bite.

Come on, calm down. Calm down.

(DOG BARKS)

This'd go a lot faster if you used both hands.

Oi, hey! A prisoner entitled to one of those?

You know how I like it. Make it properly this time.

So, when you... when you left the pub,

you went straight to your car and fell asleep.

You didn't wake up again until you heard the guns going off, yeah?

Yeah, what the hell was that? The Loch Iris Salute.

Show some respect, Sputty.

I punched that dog Cowboy in the face,

got kicked out, went to my car and passed out.

So, no witnesses?

There was this lovely little blonde thing running the trivia.

She saw me. Bid me farewell on her way out.

Yeah, that's Alice.

I rang her this morning to get a statement on the fight.

She said she didn't see you after you left the pub

but that you were a real nuisance during the quiz.

You kept yelling out all the answers.

Who's Alice? Just get me that bloody legal aid.

Yeah, well, I can ring Banksia and ask them to fast track you,

but they won't, because it's me and because of who you are.

Yep.

If I wanted to kill Cowboy, I wouldn't need a bloody gun.

That's not helping.

Who the fuck is Alice? Alice is Miss Loch Iris 1981.

The Princess of Thursday Night Trivia.

She works at the hospital with sister-girl Mary.

What? That Alice?

How close was she when she said farewell?

Close.

MARY: Alright. Watkins, bed five. Two times 250mg amoxicillin.

Big night, eh?

Hope it was worth it.

(DISTANT ALARM)

That's Swayze again.

Nah, he can wait till I take his medication.

What's he on? Anti-psychotics.

Miller, bed two. Two times quetiapine.

And 5mg of risperidone. Surely you mean 0.5?

Nope, 5mg. Seems like a lot.

I'll let the doctor know

you disagree with his qualified opinion.

One step forward, two steps back. What do you mean?

We get him well, on an even keel, and then he's back worse than ever.

His poor family.

No family. Stays with Sam up at New Paradise Farm.

What are you doing, Swayze? I need to make a phone call.

You know the hospital rules. I can't let you do that.

He shouldn't be out of bed on his medication.

You right? Yeah.

Hospital rules. Patients can't use the nurses station phone.

I got this.

Try again.

Why don't you have a little rest first, eh?

We can try again a little bit later.

I don't need a rest. You don't understand.

What's all this about, Swayze? You're still not back in bed?

Told you he can be a handful.

Swayze can be a bit of a challenge at times.

Alice knows how to handle him. Come on.

Are you OK after yesterday? Oh, you know.

One big happy family. Yeah.

Gary and I heard Philip got a girl into trouble years ago

but we had no idea what happened.

I didn't come here to find my long-lost father.

I came here

because it's the only place that meant something to my mum.

If you ever need anything, my door's always open.

Can I ask you something?

Alice said Swayze doesn't have any family.

Mmm. He seems to think he does.

He asked me to call 'em just now.

Well, sadly, it's wishful thinking.

It's best he doesn't ever use the phone.

(WHISPERS) It'll upset him even more.

Huh?

Needed a bit of help from Jimmy, did you, Sputty?

(CAR STEREO PLAYS HE'LL HAVE TO GO BY JIM REEVES)

# Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone

# Let's pretend that we're together all alone

# I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low

# And you can tell your friend there with you, he'll have to go.. #

Yeah.

What? You can't get enough of me?

Guilty as charged.

I love giving you my undivided attention,

but I'm actually kind of busy, so...

I can wait.

What are you here for? Confidential.

But it might have something to do with Sputty being arrested

for murdering the local root rat.

Bullshit. He needs an alibi.

What, Alice?

How'd you work that out?

Scrawny passive-aggressive white chick

tempting the bad Black man?

And a dash of female intuition.

I'll see you after work.

Alice, can I have a word with you? It's a police matter.

Me? Preferably somewhere private.

You police people need to communicate with each other.

Simmo rang earlier this morning.

She got all the details she needed. She was satisfied.

How was your night last night?

Yeah, it was very successful, thank you.

The town came out in droves

to honour Sister Kerry at the Stag and Boar.

The Easter trivia fundraiser did better than it ever has.

So, yeah,

if raising thousands of dollars for charity is a good thing,

it was a pretty good night.

After trivia did you go straight home?

Yes.

Ah... Bloody Sputty. I trusted him.

He was a perfect gentleman. Doesn't even know I'm here.

And this is a murder investigation.

Uh, yeah, uh... (SNIFFS)

I did, I did go say goodnight to Sputty, um, to thank him.

He stood up for me when, um, Cowboy was running his filthy mouth.

He was nice.

Sputty's smart. He's really smart.

He's got a great taste in music. Great smile.

Yeah, alright. How long were youse together for?

Did you hear the gunshots? The Loch Iris Salute.

Yes. Uh, it woke us up.

Sergeant, Alice here would like to amend her statement.

I'm sorry.

OK, well, the long weekend is fast running away from us.

So, Alice, why don't you just take a seat there

and we'll get this done?

Someone's in there. I seen 'em.

I don't see anything.

See? Nothing there.

How you feeling?

You don't look too good.

Check the cupboard.

I reckon it's too skinny for anyone to fit in there.

Besides, you're getting discharged today,

so whoever's chasing you won't find you here.

There, see?

Nothing. I need to get out of here.

OK. Let me use the phone.

I'll find out when you're discharged and I'll come right back, alright?

You don't understand. This place is dangerous.

OK.

Don't leave me.

I'll come back as soon as I can. I promise.

(COUGHING)

Oh, fuck! Oh!

(BREATHES HEAVILY) Joey, what are you doing here?

I was waiting for you.

(EXHALES) Sorry.

Um...

How can I help?

See, 29th of August, 1947.

That was me.

I was a baby.

I need to find my mum's grave.

It's not in a cemetery. I need to know where she is.

Joey, we...

We're short-staffed.

I was the last person she saw when she died.

She loved me.

I have to tell her I love her too, before it's too late.

Too late for what?

OK, OK, OK.

Let's do it...quickly.

Wait here, OK?

This is where they keep the admission records.

I must have slept in one of those.

Same here.

These are the admissions from 1930 to 1975.

For white fellas.

And this is us.

Blacks in the back, eh, Joey?

This must have been where Alice found your info.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

(READS) "Iris McGuinness.

"Date of birth, unknown.

"Place of birth, unknown.

"Maternity admission. Native ward.

"Male infant delivered 10:50pm.

"Half caste.

"Weight, 8 pounds 11 ounces.

"Length, 21 inches."

That's me.

"Postpartum haemorrhage.

"Transfer requested main maternity unit..."

(SNIFFS)

"Denied.

"Maternal death...

"11:25pm

"29th of August, 1947."

There's not much more here, except for a number.

U1-37.

Maybe it might pay to, um, you know, go visit the cemetery one more time.

She's not there.

She's with the other ones.

What others?

The forgotten ones in the lost garden.

I'm so sorry I can't be more help, brother.

I'm so sorry.

This is my punishment.

For what?

For the things I've done.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SNIFFS)

(JOEY SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

..sends us off to the mission.

I promise you I will find you.

You won't be forgotten. Never, never.

Joey?

(CRIES) Mum...

(SOBS)

There you go.

Cowboy's forensics.

Stay out of trouble.

His fingerprints weren't on the gun. He's got nothing to do with it.

Thank you, my little brother. I want you out of this town.

That hurt. Can I get a feed first?

I gotta make a phone call.

Wait for me in the car. Yeah.

Cowboy's gun wasn't the one that killed him.

Which means there's still a murder weapon out there.

But we won't find it sitting on our arses.

(PHONE RINGS)

St Joseph's Hospital, Alice speaking.

Alice it's Detective Swan. What do you want now?

I already told you everything.

Alice, I'm after Mary. Is she there?

Oh, ah...

She should be around. Why don't you try again in 10 minutes?

That's not gonna work. Can I leave a message?

Yep.

I need Mary to pick Anya up from school this afternoon.

Can you get that to her? Yep.

Uh, OK, done. Make sure she gets it.

Yeah, OK. Thanks.

Mary...

Could you prep Swayze

for Gary to do his final examination on discharge?

Sam's on his way to pick him up.

Swayze wasn't looking too good last time I seen him.

I'm sure he'll be happier back in his routine.

Hey, Swayze, guess who's going home today

once the doctor gives the OK.

Swayze?

(SHOWER RUNNING) Fuck.

Swayze?

Have you seen Swayze? Uh-uh.

Swayze?

Hey, have you seen Swayze?

He's not in his room. Check his bathroom?

Yeah, and the foyer. And the male toilets.

There's nothing. Oh, little shit.

Alright, you go check the patient TV room and our staff room

and I'll go check the pay phone down the road.

He could be anywhere.

Can't help but think the worst, can you?

No, I have faith in the boys in blue.

Well, some of them, anyways.

You see that prick out there?

That's the one who dobbed me in saying I threatened Cowboy.

JAY: Who said? I said.

What are you gonna get? I don't know.

I'm gonna have a little chat.

Don't be stupid. I only just got you out of the shit.

Hey, you kids get some dim sims.

Uncle Jay's shout, huh? Good man, good man.

I don't like dim sims. Shush your mouth.

Dog! Come here. Huh?

(SOUNDS OF ARGUING OUTSIDE)

Get yourself whatever youse want.

That, please.

You wanna pull up. I just lost a good mate.

Why would you do it for?

I didn't accuse you of murder, I did nothing. Now back off.

Oh, you wanna... Sputty!

Not around the kids.

No. Yeah.

All I told Simmo is what I heard.

"I'll kill you myself." That's what you said to Cowboy.

You're lucky your kids are here, yeah?

Next time I see you, Dog...

Get in the car. ..see what happens.

Come on.

Joey.

My name is Joey.

Not Joseph.

(COUGHING)

Yeah, that's right.

I'm Joey.

Who are you?

I can pretend you're a snake.

(BANGS LOUDLY)

SWAYZE: Please don't tell anyone I'm here. I just need a lift.

Swayze?

Can't be waiting out here.

Stay in the car.

OK, snake boy...

..you're safe with me.

Nah, can't find him.

He's real paranoid someone's after him.

I think he's been spitting out his meds too.

I found today's lid under his pillow.

Why didn't you report it? Well, I only just found out.

You said earlier he wanted to make a call.

He didn't ring anybody, did he? No.

I tried to call someone for him, but.

Who was it? I don't know.

I tried but I couldn't get through.

Oh, great. Here's Sam. You two keep looking.

I'll look after him.

You should go get Anya. I'll deal with this.

Hey? Jay rang earlier.

Said he's tied up with work.

Needed you to pick up Anya from school.

I wrote it down. What?

OK. I swear I left it right here.

Oh, shit.

I'll, um, I'll be as quick as I can.

Where is she?

Anya?

Aunty's here, baby.

You don't have to be scared.

(DOGS BARKING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Anya!

Anya!

(CAR APPROACHES)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Loch Iris Salute for the Easter Hunt...

..which way you aim?

East.

Sunrise. Dawn and dusk.

Best times of day to bag a bore.

Were you all together? It's the same thing every year.

Simmo knows everything.

(ON TV) ..the questions of Indigenous people's status in this country

could highlight the need

to recognise our right to be Indigenous people.

You go, Uncle Pat.

..would put on the table...

You change the world while I do my washing.

..that continue to lead to discord and division

between Indigenous people and governments

and some sections of the wider Australian community...

MARY: Anya!

..and hopefully find a way to resolve those...

Please tell me you've seen Anya. Nothing.

I was late picking her up from school.

She wasn't there.

She hasn't been home. I've checked everywhere.

Streets, parks... I'll look out the back.

(DOOR OPENS)

Cowboy was shot

from somewhere around the field near the car park.

He was on his veranda having a coffee and smoking a joint.

I reckon he'd only just lit up when he was hit.

That's barely finished, and the coffee was spilt on the verandah.

Oi! Hey, that's my stuff.

Cowboy was murdered.

Does that not bother you? You want to go easy there, Bony.

Cowboy was a good mate.

Look...

Cowboy's room was here.

There's no way he was shot from here or from here.

The only line of sight was across to the car park.

He wasn't shot on the veranda.

His injuries would've been much worse.

He was shot from a distance.

OK, so who shot Cowboy's gun?

Well, maybe he did.

What? During the Loch Iris Salute from the veranda?

See what happens when you try.

He was shot with a high-powered rifle,

slung him back into the room.

My guess is a .308. That's the gun we're looking for.

(LAUGHS) No, mate. Everyone in this town owns a .308,

including some of the ladies.

Where's the statements from the hunters?

They're all in process over there.

Look, the long and the short of it is that they were all together.

They're each other's alibis.

They all fired their guns at the same time.

No one heard any other shots until Mick found Cowboy dead.

Right.

You got a hunch on anyone? No. No one was missing.

Got a lead on Sister Kerry? What about the, um...

What about the blood I found on Joey's shirt?

Well, the results came back. It's animal blood.

Joey's not your bloke. I told you that.

(CAR HORN)

Anya?

Jay?

Is Anya here? No.

She wasn't at school. I was late.

I left a message earlier at the hospital.

What kind of dopey bloke leaves a message

about picking up a fucking seven-year-old?

Why didn't you make sure I got it? We'll go inside.

We'll make some phone calls, alright?

Come on. I'll keep looking for her, alright?

Nah. No, she's not answering.

It's Easter, you know.

I mean, every dickhead and their dog's gone camping.

Uh... OK, I'll try... I'll try Ralph.

He's the school groundsman.

Philip, it's, uh, it's Jay. Is Anya at yours?

We were late picking her up from school today.

Mm-hm.

No, it's fine. We'll find her. Thanks.

Was...was she friends with that...

with that other little girl that went missing?

Um, Scarlett? Yeah.

But...

You don't think Scarlett and Anya going missing is connected do you?

No, no, no, no.

Uh, it's too early to make those connections.

We'll just stick to the facts, alright?

Jay?

Anya's probably gone looking for Scarlett.

Let's go to the caravan park. We'll have a look for her there, OK?

OK.

(BABY CRYING)

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

WOMAN: Oh, bubba. Yeah, bubby.

(CRYING CONTINUES) Shhh.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, what? What do you want?

Have you seen Anya anywhere this afternoon?

Did she come here? Oh, really? Lost kid, eh?

Happens to the best of us. (BABY CRIES)

Sorry, Mary, no, I don't have her here.

I've had my hands full. Haven't even left the van.

But I'll keep an eye out. I'll let you know if I see anything, OK?

Follow me. Thank you.

(BABY CRIES) OK, bub.

Still think he's innocent?

Don't start.

He's just a broken man, Jay. He's had a lotta shit happen to him.

Whatever is in your head, I don't wanna think those things.

Look, let's just get you home.

As if I'm gonna stay at home and wait.

What happens if Anya goes home and neither of us are there?

Where is she?

Fuck!

(BREATHES HEAVILY) Fuck.

Hey, Mary... Is there anything I can do to help?

Have you tried the truck stop?

It's a long shot, but lots of trucks and tourists go through there.

She might've been picked up.

Stay here in case Anya comes back. Let's go.

We'll call every 30 minutes to check in.

Yeah, righto.

(BANG)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(BOTH GROANING)

(STRUGGLING)

What have you done?

Tell me! Argh! I'm sorry.

Where are they? Where are the girls, Joey?

Joey! Ah.

I'm sorry.

(CRASHING)

Oh, no.

Hold on. I'll just get my key.

Sorry, mate.

Sorry, mate. Are you alright?

It's OK. Don't worry.

I'll deal with it.

Deal with what? You.

Don't be so stupid as to go messing with the rules, Jay.

Says the woman who spends every shift at the pub.

Yeah, not like you. You're a proper cop.

Real hero for the people, aren't you?

Oh fuck off. I'm trying to find two missing girls.

Yeah, exactly. And for that, you need a warrant.

For a warrant, you need evidence.

And for that, you need to be friends with Joey.

Come on, mate.

Get you inside, alright?

Warm you up.

And then we can have a chat about what you know

about maybe Scarlett and Anya going missing.

Alright. There you go. It's alright.

If I had a missing kid...

..I'd be doing exactly what you're doing.

But you're making bad choices.

Get out of here.

Go!

WOMAN ON CAR RADIO: .. of former Australian rodeo champion Jack Swan.

Peter Lovric's trial came to a conclusion today.

Dan Russell has more.

DAN ON RADIO: Handshakes all around earlier today

when a jury found Jardine police officer Peter Lovric

not guilty of being an accessory to the murder

of Aboriginal man Jack Swan in 1999.

Senior Sergeant Peter Lovric spoke to us earlier today.

What's next for you now that the trial has concluded?

LOVRIC ON RADIO: Just looking forward to putting this behind me

and getting back to work.

Mr Lovric, can you now... (TURNS RADIO OFF)

What do you want?

I'm looking for my seven-year-old niece.

Have you and your truckie mates seen her?

Fuck off.

Come on.

Excuse me. What's going on?

I'm looking for my seven-year-old niece.

She's got a school uniform on. Have you seen her?

Are you saying that one of us has her in our truck?

She's a little girl.

An Indigenous girl, OK. She's missing.

And what? That's our fault.

Haven't seen or heard anything, mate,

but we'll put the word out.

If we get something, we'll let the local cop shop know.

Thank you. Thanks.

JAY: Joey.

I need you to help.

I need you to start talking.

Anything?

No, nothing. Three pissed off truckies.

Alright, well, all I got is a call from a bloke, Xavier,

at some corrections facility.

Wasn't happy.

Yeah. That's, um, Mary's brother, Anya's dad.

He wants Mary to ring him back urgently.

Mary, Xavier wants you to call him.

I'm not calling him till we get Anya back.

Mary'll call Xavier back later. Anya? Anya?

(CRIES) I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Come on. Come on, sit down. (HYPERVENTILATING)

You're alright. Come on, sit down.

Come on. (CONTINUES HYPERVENTILATING)

It's alright.

Breathe. Breathe, sister. Breathe.

It's OK.

We're gonna find her. We're gonna find Anya.

Relax. Breathe.

All you have to do is tell me where they are.

When I was inside my mother...

..her heartbeat kept me whole.

Where are Scarlett and Anya?

Her heartbeat kept me whole.

Joey... (DOOR OPENS)

Shut up! (CRIES AND BREATHES HEAVILY)

(STRAINS)

Jay, there's been an emergency. Mary's at the hospital.

It's something to do with the baby.

You don't even fucking know him.

I know a killer when I see one.

I've just got a few questions. I got nothing to hide.

I never said you did.

Can you think about our kid?

Anya is our kid too. I know.

Then why are you still here?

The last time I saw Scarlett she was in a red car.

Whose car was it? Tell me! (CRIES)

Your useless fucking brother! Him and his drinking have gotta go.

Just take it easy.

I will take it easy when I get Anya back.

I can help you.

But you gotta tell me what's got you so scared.

What are you running away from?

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