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(GRUNTS LIGHTLY)
I've never done this before.

I've never ever told my story.

I've had offers
from the press to do it and...

I just never have,

because people don't believe it.

I sit there sometimes
at home by myself...

and I can't believe it's happened.

I just think I've just woken up

and I've just dreamt it.

Then reality strikes and, you know,
it wasn't, it was a nightmare.

(TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Would you like your fucking family

destroyed, buddy?
Would you like it destroyed?

No!

My name is Steve Sabine.

I'm one of five,

and I'm the second eldest.

My name is Jane Sabine.

My name's Lee-Ann Sabine.

I'm the youngest of five children.

I am the second youngest daughter

of Leigh and John Sabine.

Are you their mother?
No, I am not their mother.

I've answered that one before!

Nah, bullshit.
The whole thing was a lie.

Her whole life's been a lie, really.

(STATIC CRACKLES)
You can move that off here, please.

They left us with nothing.

(DISTANT SHOUTING)
We had to fight.

Where are you taking Jane?
Where are you-

Henderson Police Station.
Henderson Police Station.

She was the lady that
gave birth to me and gave me life...

but she was not my mother.

It was always about her.

Everything she did was about her.

My mother...

was... a nasty,

horrible...

heartless bitch.

Police were called here
after human remains

were found within the grounds.

They say a man's body was found

above ground outside the flats,

concealed in plastic wrapping.

It's unprecedented, isn't it?

You know, uh, you don't hear

of this sort of thing
in your own little village.

People living here
have been shocked by the discovery.

I went to the doctor's
and then I said,

"Can you just give me
a short dose of sleeping tablets?"

And he said, "You and most
of the people in Beddau,

they've all been here
asking for sleeping tablets."

It was a very eerie

feeling over the village;

to think something
like this has happened

and nobody knows anything about it.

What we knew in this case
was that the victim was a male.

We didn't know much else
at this time.

We couldn't identify
who the person was,

how they'd come to pass,
who else could have been involved.

It was a real mystery,
if I'm honest.

Our only suspect at this stage
was Leigh Sabine.

But Leigh Sabine,
she'd been ill for quite some time

and had died about a month earlier.

You know, everything
was giving us the indication

that that body was reasonably fresh.

So, how on earth could this
elderly woman, who lived alone,

be involved in what had happened?

It didn't make sense.

Did she have capability
to commit a murder?

Did she have capability
to wrap that body,

to move that body,
to store that body?

She didn't fit the profile

of a killer, you know, but...

you've got to keep an open mind.

We knew very little
about Leigh Sabine

and we weren't really
making much progress.

A lot of the information
we had on her

was stuff she'd originated
and just told people

in the Beddau community.

She was a likeable person,

very welcoming.

She was more than happy
to invite us into her flat,

would offer us a cup of tea
or a cup of coffee

and was happy, really, to...

to sit with you
and-and just tell stories.

She liked to know our business.

She wanted to know about, you know,

how many children we'd got

and you know,
have you got any grandchildren?

But if you started to probe
a little bit more about her life,

she would shut
the conversation down.

OK.

Pretty soon after I started
visiting Leigh in hospital,

she started telling people

that I was her executor.

Now, obviously I felt
uncomfortable about this,

because I knew
she had five children.

I found the fact that she had
no contact with them strange,

but she certainly spoke of them
in a very unemotional way.

There didn't seem to be
any warmth or any connection.

So, I told the police this.

So, a month after I heard

our mother had passed away,

I get this phone call
out of the blue from the police.

And they said that they found

a body in the garden,

but they didn't know
who the body was.

I was taken back a bit.

I hadn't seen my mother in...

oh, a long time.

Like, a long time.

Within the family, there is

our oldest sister,
then there's Steven,

then there's Marty,

then there's me,
and then there's Lee-Ann.

My earliest memory would be

my father gathering up the kids

and taking us for a walk
down the road...

carrying me on his shoulders.

And I felt so special.

Where we lived,
there was creeks.

Our father taught us to swim.

We used to swim a lot.

And I used to go alright
at breaststroke, was my stroke.

The only one
I didn't sink in, I think.

I remember my mum wanted to be...

make it as a cabaret singer.

She just thought she was
Shirley Bassey or something.

And I remember going to
at least a couple of gigs.

One in Auckland
where we had to sit around

and wait for her to perform.

I would only have been five or six.

Just sat in the end
behind the stage.

I was a pretty happy chappy
at that point.

And then, this one day,

I remember seeing
suitcases packed...

.. then hopping in a taxi.

My parents dropped us
in a day care in Auckland.

I just remember us
getting there and them saying,

"We'll be back in a couple
of days to grab you."

Just got in the car and drove away.

They were just gone.

Boom, gone.

I would have been seven years old.

Martin would have been five,

Jane would have been four,

Lee-Ann would have been
over a year old.

The first few days after that,

we used to get out the gate
and watch for them to come.

We all used to think
that every plane, every taxi,

carried our parents, you know?

Every day you'd be looking, "Oh,
they're coming, they're coming."

But they just never did.

They never came back.

I always wondered why they left,

but I used to believe

we had done something wrong
to upset them and they'd gone,

because why else would your parents
drop you and run, you know?

The discovery of these
children opened up

loads of opportunities for us
from an investigative point of view,

so we wanted to take
advantage of that.

We made an approach
to the authorities

in New Zealand, um, asked for
their assistance and support.

Looked into their archives,
their records.

And that's when we started
to pick up a number of headlines.

The headlines caused me
real concern.

When our parents abandoned us,
it was the...

one of the first cases
of that kind of thing

in New Zealand at the time,
and it made all the papers.

Reporters turned up.

We didn't totally understand
what was going on.

As a couple,
John and Leigh Sabine

were sought after by the authorities
for some 18 months.

Trying to locate them
to bring 'em back,

hold them to account
for what they'd done.

They were in a nationwide manhunt.

The police were looking for them
everywhere, here and Australia.

It was also apparent that the
Australian and New Zealand police

had had real difficulties
in tracing John and Leigh Sabine,

mainly due to the fact
that they were using aliases.

John and Lee Jones,
John and Lee Martin.

They're going from
one country to another...

so that she could pursue
her cabaret singing career.

When Leigh introduced herself to us
the first time we met her,

she couldn't wait
to tell us about her past.

She'd been a successful singer
back in New Zealand.

She said that she'd done
many cabaret acts

and she loved the high life.

One day, I'd been up in Beddau
doing my local rounds.

Leigh said that she had to go

because she was going
to the hairdresser's

to have her hair done
and makeup done

because there was a film crew
coming from New Zealand.

They were doing a programme
called "Where Are They Now?"

about famous people.

It was for a documentary
they were doing in New Zealand,

who were looking for,

basically, older famous people

that have seemed to have
just drifted off the scene.

Me thinking,
was she ever really that famous

as a cabaret singer and dancer

that they would want to be
finding out where she is?

And she was like, up on the-
with the pillars, you know.

Her hands up and, like,
giving the pose and everything.

(LAUGHS) And yeah,
so, yeah, God she was loving it.

I thought then, "Oh my God,
she was bigger than what,

you know, what I thought she was."

Was she a cabaret singer?

You know, was that actual truth
or was that another story

that she'd spun?

But they got found by the press,

and they ended up

talking to the press
and giving their side of the story.

(READS) "Lee Jones

broke down and cried
in Perth yesterday

as she told about
the five young children

she and her hu- her husband

left in New Zealand 15 months ago.

We never intended
to desert our children.

We hoped to give the kids
the good life."

That's just bullshit.

There's nothing else to say on that.
It's just crap.

Then it hit the newspapers

and it all came out.

I can't imagine

how my parents
just didn't come back.

It's like, who did they think
was looking after us?

How do they carry on with their life

knowing they've got five children

running around, could be hurt,

you know?

Just don't know what kind
of human beings do that.

Just to be famous?

Oh, she dumped us for fame, alright.

That's what she thought
she was gonna get.

She wasn't.

(LAUGHS) She wasn't that good.

So, she wasn't a famous,
successful cabaret singer.

Um, yes, she sang
in the odd bar and nightclub

for not a lot of money.

So Leigh Sabine,
despite giving the persona

of a cabaret singer,

someone who loved to tell a story...

had a real selfish side,
a dark side.

You know, a mother who was able
to abandon her five children,

move to another country,

and not really give them
a second thought.

But we need evidence.

We need hard evidence to prove

that the killer is Leigh Sabine,

if-if it is Leigh Sabine.

Forensic examination
of the packaging

was going to be really important

to see if there's any opportunity

to yield any forensic evidence
which will take the case forward.

It was significant packaging;

14 sheets...

wrapped around 41 times.

So it was a really
challenging and difficult job.

We were mainly looking for
fingerprints of the perpetrator,

you know, the person who had wrapped

this poor victim up
multiple times, really.

We underestimated, I suppose,
the size of the wrappings.

They were so big;
I'd say about 12-foot long.

How on earth would we...

How would we deal
with something like that?

Our fingerprint lab wasn't really

equipped for that
kind of exhibit size,

so we was almost thinking off
the spot and creating a mini lab.

We had a garage at the time.

It had roller shutter doors
at the end.

That was good for ventilation.

So, we decided to move the wrappings

and put them in there.

It was Samantha who came up with
the idea of making a washing line

that went from one side
of the garage to the other.

Best idea ever.

We were able to put these layers
over the top of this line,

which took up the width
of most of the garage,

to be honest,
just to give you the scale.

You have to meticulously

look in every crook

and every cranny for fingerprints.

I don't think we ever realised

the enormous task that was ahead,

and this wasn't just
a couple of days,

this was gonna take weeks.

So, my brothers and sisters,

we bounced between homes a fair bit.

I'm not actually sure how many

homes or places I went to,

but it felt like a lot.

We never got any nurturing
or anything like that.

I can still remember talking
to a foster parent, and, um, I says,

"Oh, when my parents come back,"
and she says, "They didn't want you.

No one wants ya."

There was no love.
There was no...

attachments.

We didn't get shown the necessities.

Like, we didn't get shown
how to brush teeth properly.

Yeah, you always felt
like a second-class citizen.

Mm.

I mostly watched
my brothers and sisters

getting beaten up,

thrown on walls and...

and I would just cry,

watching, terrified, scared
that they were gonna get killed.

One foster father...

in particular was very abusive,

mentally and physically.

Marty and I had pet mice.

One was a white one.

One was a brown one.

Any bit of pocket money we got,
we'd buy the little wheel

that they swing around on,

all the bells, all the balls.

It was just something
we had, you know,

that... that we could love.

And this one day,

this foster father said,

"Come to the garage."

And he gave us a hammer each,

and he said, "Now...

kill them."

Well, there was no way
I was gonna kill that mouse.

And I started crying.

Marty just took my hammer...

and he killed both the mice.

The foster father,
he ruled that house

with fear and intimidation.

Just a horrible man.

Horrible, horrible man.

Very violent.

He did some horrible things to Jane

and LeeAnn. Um...

And, you know, and...

there's nothing I can do about that.

I remember the f- very first time

that the sexual abuse happened.

I thought it was
just normal, you know.

The foster father would...

pull me into his room,

um, and shut the door,

or he would come into my bed

after he had finished night shift.

No one believed us.

I mean...

they just told us
we were lying, making stuff up,

and it happened all the time.

I was just holding out
for the day that

our parents would
come back and save me

from what we were going through.

The wrappings ended up
taking so much longer

'cause you would open
the exhibit bag...

and you can see the effort
that someone's gone into

to try to conceal this body.

Inside, you would have hundreds
and hundreds of different

pieces of extra tape,

you know, you've got rope, bungees.

We had tin foil, Tesco carrier bag.

We had to examine each
and every one of them many times.

Itemising everything
that we've found.

Every wrapping that we opened
got worse and worse;

very heavily contaminated

with what I believe is body fluids.

So it was very hard to pick it up

'cause it was falling
through your fingers.

And it was hard to examine 'cause
it was so thick and, like, gloopy.

We found fingerprints.

We got excited.
We thought it was brilliant.

This is a piece of adhesive tape

that was originally on the body
wrappings used to conceal the body.

You can see there's some areas
that have been picked up

that look like a fingerprint.

But we needed an expert

to confirm if this was
a fingerprint or not.

It was a really exciting time then,

sending off that...
that-that forensic evidence

and hoping that this occasion

we were gonna be able to identify

Leigh Sabine as a suspect
in this crime.

When we were
discharged from care,

I was dropped at a homeless shelter

in Auckland City.

I-I got a job. I left school.

Got locked up a few times.

We were sort of in and out
of each other's lives a little bit.

Me and Marty
had always stayed close.

There's only, like,
13 months between me and Marty,

so we were pretty much connected.

Jane and Martin, they were tight.

Marty was my...

partner...

in crime, so to speak.

He met me one day

and he was with this beautiful girl,

and her name was Jodene.

My name's Jodene Harris

and my first ever boyfriend
was Martin Sabine.

Love of my life.

He was a cutie, cutie patootie.

When he walked into a room,
he would just light up the room.

He just had the biggest,
cheekiest smile.

That's what, um, you know,

I fell in love with straightaway.

As I got to know him,

he sort of would tell me
stories about his childhood.

He would often...

think that he was bad

because...

some of the things
that he was forced to do

when he was in foster care,

like having to kill
their pet... mice.

He wasn't a bad kid at all.
He was...

just troubled, you know?

So, Martin and I
had been together...

about...

nearly two years,

and Martin came home one day
and said that

he'd had a phone call
from his mother.

And I said, "Your mother?"
And he said,

"Yeah, my mum.
My mum, my birth mum."

And I said, "What?"
Couldn't believe it. "WHAT?"

I was living in
a halfway house in Grafton.

I was 22 years old

and I hadn't seen
any of my siblings for a while...

and someone said,
"The phone's for you."

I went down...

and answered the phone,

and it was a guy and he goes,

"Steven, this is your dad, John."

And I says,
"This better be not a fucking joke,

or I'll hunt you down."

And he goes, "No, it's no joke."

He told me the story that,

you know,
they were too scared to come back,

but, um, "Now...

we wanna get the family back
together and we wanna start again."

And I... Then I just went numb.

Oh, Martin was beside himself.

He was SO happy
and he couldn't wait to, like,

get the girls together,
the family together.

I didn't believe Marty when he
told me that our parents were back,

because he was
a bit of a joker and that.

Well, I just was like...

so excited.

We get there,
and Marty says, "Come on,"

and he's first out of the car,
and I follow him up the steps.

And I walk down the hallway

and then I bump into my mother,

and she says...

"Oh, my...

darling baby."

She went to give me a hug

and I stepped back.

I was like... you know?

Feel like a stranger
had just come up to me.

I didn't feel like it was real.

They had said that
we were welcome to come and stay.

I thought, "Yes!"

I moved back first

and then Martin was like
a day or two after me.

Then Jane and Leanne moved back in,

and it was quite cool, actually.

Finally, I actually had a...

my own home.

Marty... was so happy.

All he ever wanted was that family,

that mum, that dad,
and live happily ever after.

You'd sort of dreamed about
what it would be like

and what would happened
if they come back

and things like that.

I thought, "Well,
this is meant to be," you know?

It was all really good.
My mother would get up at like,

about like four o'clock
in the morning

and start cooking dinner
for that night.

She would cook the dinner
with a cigarette in her hand

and a wine in the other hand.

And I used to think,
"I hope that ash

doesn't fall in the food!"
(LAUGHS)

She used to smoke, like,

those long cigarettes

and she used to...

you know, the way she talked,
"Oh, darling...

tell me how your day was."

She had this sort of, like,

posh kind of persona.

I found her very...

over the top, like,

I think I felt like she was... fake.

I didn't really think about that,
I just thought

my mum and dad are back

and we can be a family again.

So, for the first week or two,

it was really nice.

It was...
it was everything you'd ever want.

But then that ended.

I... would tell our mother

about things that happened to us,

abuse that had happened

in the homes that we were in.

At the time, when I felt

unable to tell people
about the abuse

that was going on...

I wrote poetry.

I...

wrote a poem...

that said:

"Is the big bad wolf
false or fiction?

He's entered my world.

I see his picture.

He enters my room,

wide, smiling face.

He silently whispers,

"Move over, make space."

I cannot explain Mr. Wolf's charm,

for although he is gentle

I know he means harm.

He leads me, he guides me,

he shows me the way.

But his only motive
is to make me his prey."

I remember the look on her face

was...

like, "I don't wanna hear it,"
type look.

She didn't wanna talk about
how we were brought up.

Although I was happy
for them to be back

and it was all I had hoped for...

I needed answers.

I wanted to... to know

what was their reason for leaving,
and not coming back.

And she quite bluntly said...

"Oh, I don't feel
we owe you an explanation."

And I'm sitting there thinking,
"What the..."

I don't know what they expected.

Did they not think
that we were going to ask,

"Where have you been?"

I just didn't wanna rock the boat.

I just wanted to get
this family thing sorted and...

life would move on, you know?

But Jane wasn't scared
to rock the boat.

She could have said anything.
She could have said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry" would have been great.

There was no smidge of a
acknowledgement whatsoever.

I wasn't prepared to accept that.

When I asked again,

"Why did you leave us?"

she'd had enough.

And she kicked Jane out.

And then she kicked me out!

I still wanted those answers

and I was gonna do anything
to get them.

And that's when it all blew up.

I felt well going to the media
would give me some answers.

A film crew came over
from Australia, Channel 9.

They had asked

if we would take them
into the property, which we did.

Well, I went along with Jane

and the film crew

to our parents' house, and...

they get us to go
and knock on the door.

Anyone home?

Hi.
Hi.

Mr Sabine.
Wait!

Mr Sabine, we are from
the Michael Willesee Show

in Sydney, Australia, sir.

Mr Sabine?
The police are on their way.

Mr Sabine, we only
want to have a chat to you, sir.

Not the way you're doing it. Sorry.
We'll turn the cameras off, sir.

No one's hurting you,
but me and Lee-Ann

and that's because you hurt us.

My father kept telling them,
"Just go away, just go away."

Right there was a window
that was wide open

that I could fit through.

These journalists wanted a story.

They noticed the window, actually,

and said, "Would you be prepared
to climb through there?"

Me wanting to be a pleaser

and get the answers I wanted,
"Yeah, I'll do that."

So, when I climbed
through the window,

I opened the door.

That allowed the film crew
into the house.

They just kept filming
the whole time.

You owe us an explanation.

If you'd done it properly,
I would have done.

No, you wouldn't.
Yes, we would.

We stood at the door-
I tried to get a reconciliation.

Why did you call us mental retards?
Stop touching my sister!

Why did you call us
mental retards...

'It turned into a screaming match.'

Please get out the house.
I'll tell the police.

(DOOR SLAMS)
My mother saying,

"Who are you? You're not
even my daughter, go away."

So, my mother,
she rang me and she said,

"You've got to get home.
Journalists everywhere."

You can do me for assault
but if that cameras don't stop,

it'll go down your fucking throat.
Hold on, mate, it's a public-
I was angry, alright.

Would you like your fucking family
destroyed, buddy?

(STATIC CRACKLES) Much too...
You can move that off here, please.

It got heated and I threw a punch

that connected with my mother.

And she rang the police on me.

Where are you taking Jane?
Where are you-

Henderson Police Station.
Henderson Police Station.

And you can't tell us
any more about that?

Leigh was really angry with Jane.

"How could you do that?
That bloody little bitch," you know.

Jane had challenged her...

and my mother was that angry.

You could see the rage in her.

And I sort of looked at her
and I thought, "My God...

she could kill someone."

Police in Pontypridd are
continuing a murder investigation

after a man's body
was discovered hidden

in plastic wrapping
at a block of flats

in the Beddau area of the town.

Obviously, a lot of work was still
ongoing in the background,

particularly around the forensics.

I receive a phone call then,
and an update from our team.

They'd done significant work,
going through the packaging,

detail, inch-by-inch...

but they'd unfortunately
not been able to recover

any fingerprint evidence

which was going to help us
identify a suspect.

It was a tricky one.

The ones we found
that looked like fingerprints

turned out not to be.

At the end, they decided
that it was the adhesive

mixed in with the body fluids,

rather than a fingerprint mark.

Of course, it's a real blow,
but it wasn't all bad news...

because within that packaging,

there was a number of things
they had picked out;

certain fibres
and other things of value.

But the most significant find
was a piece of hair.

That was a major bit of information.

We were quite keen to understand
who that belonged to.

It was compared for the DNA
of the victim,

and it was found not to be a match.

That again brought additional
excitement in the investigation team

'cause what we've got there
is a foreign piece of DNA,

potentially belonged
to Leigh Sabine.

Jane, how do you feel now that

today's events seem to be over?

Um, I don't know.

When I got arrested,

I was furious.

And I wrote a letter

to the Minister of Social Welfare.

I wanted them charged
with child abandonment

because I feel
they should be accountable.

Steven and Martin were pissed off.

I was angry alright,

because I actually felt like
we had a chance to be a family,

you know, and that's
all I'd ever wanted.

Steven and Martin,
they were still living there.

They wanted to...

stay and be a family.

I was still clinging on,
so was Martin.

For the first time,
the sons who live here

with the long-lost parents
spoke out.

Martin and I got an interview done

to say,
"Hey, can you leave us alone?"

You can't keep dragging up the past.

Y-You gotta keep on going.

But they say they cannot
forgive their two younger sisters

for going public
about their parents' return.

Yeah, it was the boys
against the girls.

I dunno, we seem
to get along with them alright.

They just...

can't handle being told what to do.

You're living with your parents,

not-not relying on
foster parents or anything,

which they never really treated you
the same as their own kids.

It's just... It's just good
to have your own parents.

They say their parents
are living with a lot of shame

and fear and the hope they will

not be prosecuted
for child abandonment.

The letter requesting
that my parents be

charged with child abandonment...

was declined.

No charges would be brought
against them,

due to the fact my two brothers

wished to remain and have
some kind of relationship with them.

But people were angry.

We only wanted to give you
the right of reply.

You should have phoned before you...
And people wanted

blood, basically.

And they too thought

our parents should be accountable.

And then it just blew up.

They got hounded by the press.

My mother thought,
"Oh, here we fucking go again.

The press are coming." You know?

And it was panic time,
it really was.

And it spiralled
out of control for her, you know?

Are you their mother?

No, I'm not their mother
and I've answered that one before.

And then they ran away,
and we're all left.

Leigh and John,
I think their main

concern was ending up in jail,

so they left in the dead of night.

They went to the UK.

They were here one day,
gone the next.

They didn't want us from the start,
did they?

I mean, like,
I feel like I've never had

a real sense of belonging,

and I may as well
carry on... with that.

So, what are you gonna do now?

Just carry on my life,

just with me and Jane.

If they don't want us, then...

it's hard luck for us.

Yeah, it's pretty hard to comprehend
what sort of people do that.

That's how my mother was,

and it's what she did.

She didn't wanna be questioned,

she didn't wanna be
made to feel accountable.

She didn't want to...

have to answer to anybody.

Then if she got challenged...

she would run away.

Once we started to unpick
the life of Leigh Sabine,

the picture we were getting better
was someone who was actually

quite robust, quite selfish,

um, quite aggressive, uh...

and who had a willingness to,
you know, do whatever it took

to protect herself.

Obviously, great news that we had
found this forensic DNA...

but we needed
to connect it to someone.

Sadly, we didn't have
her DNA on record

and that was a real challenge.

And then it occurred to me
that she'd been

in palliative care
prior to her death.

So I sent some detectives

to make some enquiries there
with the doctors,

just to see if they retained
any blood, any tissue samples.

And I was able
to recover some slides

and derive a DNA sample

of Leigh Sabine,
which we were able to compare

to-to the hair that was recovered
from the packaging.

And we were lucky that when
that sample did actually come back,

it was a positive match
for Leigh Sabine.

So, that was a real breakthrough.

That instantly puts her firmly

as a prime suspect in the case.

This woman is now at the
centre of a murder investigation,

but police can't arrest
and question her

because she died from cancer
two months ago.

So far, Leigh Sabine
was the only person that had

any association with the body
found in the garden.

But we still didn't know
who the victim was.

We had no idea who the victim was.

When my parents left for the UK,

Marty was really... broken.

He wouldn't speak to me after that.

Oh, he was devastated.

His world came
crashing down around him,

and so he was just saying, you know,
"Do you mind if I go?"

and "I'm gonna go,
I don't wanna lose them"

and, you know, and I said,

"Yeah, go. Do what you need to do."

And so he did.

You're living with your parents,

not-not relying on
foster parents or anything.

'Cause they never really treated you
the same as their own kids.

It's just good
to have your own parents.

And that's the last time
I seen Martin alive.

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