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You might have to wait a little longer.

Didn't quite make it to the airport.

I stopped to think about something, unless that was yesterday.

Aren't you meant to be in London?

Is there something I should be concerned about as your senior sergeant?

I heard what you said about your feelings.

Is that real?

We had our chance, is what I'm saying.

We're getting married.

I know.

Whatever's stuck you getting on that plane

isn't something you just deal with overnight.

What, so you're saying I'm stuck here?

Again?

I'm afraid so.

Oh, come on, Stephanie.

You'll love it.

I know, I know.

I'm so tired of you.

And so good looking.

That's what I'm looking for.

That's what I'm looking for.

Come on.

I love you.

I love you, darling.

Please, can you sign, please?

I cannot believe you're back together.

Yes, neither can I.

Oh, my God.

There you go, my lovely.

Oh, thank you.

Mother God.

I'll have to do it, I'll take it away.

I'm sorry.

Oh, dear, dear, you are a goddess.

See you tonight, doesn't care.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, somebody's going to get fired.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

I think our cable's just come loose.

Awesome, awesome.

First show in 20 years and no one's going to hear us sing.

Forget about Luke's microbe.

No one wants to hear him sing anyway.

You're probably right.

Angel.

Yeah, not working.

All right, we can tell, mate.

Just fix that.

Thought you said you had experience, right?

The whole point of soundcheck is to iron out the kinks.

Oh, yeah.

Just because you're satisfied with the bare minimum.

True.

I was with you for long enough.

Okay, sorry, guys.

It's going to be like 15 minutes or so.

All right.

Call me when the Brain's Trust has got it sorted out, all right?

What a surprise.

Where's he going?

Don't worry about it, mate.

He gets like this with tech issues.

Just give him a minute while we sort out the levels.

Oh, um... I left a box of cables in the front row.

Can someone run them up, please?

Just help him out.

Steph, can you play something for us?

Jimmy, maybe swap those cables over.

They're the ones I've got there on the way out.

Wait, Jimmy, maybe swap them.

Yeah, I can hear you, mate.

First tour in 20 years, and we're going in with crappy gear.

Well, I've never had any issues with it.

What do you reckon, Steph?

Still a bit under.

Needs a bit more go, you think?

Yeah, that'd be great.

Doing it now.

How you going over there, Jimmy?

Jimmy!

Your car?

Okay.

We have nearly cracked it.

How's that?

Perfect!

Got there in the end.

Okay.

Okay, I am ready when you guys are.

Who's going to go and get Luke?

Mm-mm.

He's your brother.

Okay.

Put the bottle away, mate.

Sounds sort of.

Luke.

Victim?

Luke Clybourne, lead singer of Point Ruin.

Our joint lead singer with Stephanie.

I didn't know Point Ruin was still around.

I thought they hated each other.

Oh, that is an oversimplification of a complicated dynamic.

It was their first show in 20 years.

They were on stage doing soundcheck.

And they chose Dolphin Cove for their first show back.

Mackenzie Ann Clarke!

Not my middle name.

How can a daughter of this town not know this is the birthplace of Point Ruin?

We are on the cover art.

Look.

In misery.

So Luke Clybourne wasn't happy to be back?

He was being tongue-in-cheek.

Besides, what else would he be doing?

The only really famous for that song from the Lu-Roll commercial.

You need to throw him off the case.

What have we got?

Blank force trauma.

With that, his guitar.

Looks like any prints are wiped off, but we're working on it.

Back of the head?

Yep.

Any defensive marks?

Not visible.

So hit from behind by someone he didn't expect.

Or he turns to flee.

Fluff.

Oh.

From what?

From that.

He was wearing headphones when he was attacked.

Explains why he didn't hear his killer.

Oh, one of those.

Back in high school.

Yeah.

I remember.

What was he listening to?

Empty.

Where's the tape?

I haven't seen it.

So the killer took it?

Why?

Who was in the theatre?

Just the band.

Without Luger, nothing.

He was my other half.

I loved him.

Didn't you push him off stage once?

Twice.

Our relationship was complex.

Deeper than maybe you can understand.

Do you know anyone that might want to hurt him?

Anybody who's ever tried to write a song.

Incredible tunes just flowed out of him when he was out.

I thought I wasn't in his band.

I would have hated him.

I was in his band.

And sometimes I did.

Guess it's what you're most known for.

Other than the toilet roll advert?

I... You mean the fighting, the breakups, the rehab, the reunions, the breakups.

Again, if it was so fractious, why reform?

Ovarian cancer.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Too late for treatment.

But I'm still feeling good.

Steph laid it out for us.

It was an hour and never.

Can you take us through what happened this afternoon?

Soundcheck started a bit before four.

So what's your role exactly?

Soundtech.

And tool manager.

And little works.

Rob.

Brisbane.

Like Stephanie.

I hired my nephew, so what?

We had a few sound issues but it was fine.

I was managing it.

Come on.

The sound was a mess.

That's why Luke walked off.

Nothing that set him off like bad sound.

And he couldn't go half an hour without a whiskey.

That's an exaggeration.

What time did he walk off?

A few minutes past four.

And you three, you were in the theatre.

Yep, you.

You two, on stage?

Actually, I was in the booth giving Rob a hand.

Wrangling cables like a work experience kid.

Steph was on piano to get the levels right.

Playing perfectly as ever.

But in a sort of shame.

Valentine's Day.

It's always been my favourite.

Mine too.

Then... Then I had to go and get him, didn't I?

Then I lost.

What time was that?

Sorry.

Five plus four.

I don't know exactly.

No one else came into the theatre?

Point Ruins sound checks are always band only.

Did you see Luke with a walkman?

Or a tape, a cassette tape?

No.

It's irrelevant.

I haven't seen him with a tape since 95.

So, the famously volatile Point Ruiner back in Dolphin Cove.

Where it all began.

And before they could even get on stage.

Luke's dead.

How would someone get in here?

Front door or back loading bay.

Both locked.

Heaps of fans at the back.

Yeah, bereft most of them.

They can't believe it.

No one saw anyone come in or out.

Is that it?

Fire door in the corridor leads to the side lane.

Can only open it up from the inside.

So, looks like it was one of the three in the theatre.

None of them left the theatre.

They've essentially all alibied each other.

Yet, somehow one of them killed Luke Clybourne with his own guitar.

Impossible.

So you'd think.

Point Ruin.

Takes me back to the early 90s.

What are you talking about?

They were big in the 2000s.

Granted, their high point was their second album.

Sanctuary.

1990, with their biggest hit Valentine's Day.

Luke signed.

That's probably worth a fortune now with Luke gone and Stephanie sick.

Tonight they were meant to reunite on stage.

But someone killed Luke Clybourne before they got the chance.

Sorry about this.

I've got the media liaison press release.

Again?

This is Point Ruin.

This is high profile.

And let's have a tight ship on this one, everyone.

No one speaking to anyone.

Everything comes through me.

I don't want any wild rumours going round.

What rumour could be wilder than Luke potentially being murder based bandmates?

Oh, you would be surprised.

There was no shortage of them.

Luke and Steph, a fiery love story for the ages.

They broke up?

Yeah, all the time.

They haven't been together for about 20 years.

Why?

Well, it depends who you ask.

Some say he cheated, some say she did.

Was she on drugs?

Was he drinking too much?

You never got the truth with Point Ruin.

You only get the songs.

Or the messages.

These were deleted from Luke's phone.

Look at them.

Come to the theatre tomorrow after sound check.

Four o'clock.

Door in lane will be open.

They reply, see you then.

So whoever this was was planning on meeting Luke after sound check?

The number belongs to Claire Barnard.

She's in Dolphin Cove.

Miss Barnard?

The music teacher.

Oh yeah, well that makes sense.

Why does that make sense?

Because she used to be in Point Ruin.

What?

She got chucked out.

Was very bitter.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought everyone knew that.

No?

Really?

Come on Colin.

Oh.

Oh Luke.

Thanks everyone.

That last song was for my late ex-collaborator Luke Clybourne.

Wherever you are, hope the whiskey's right mate.

Thanks.

Miss Barnard.

Mackenzie Clark.

Well, I heard you were back.

What was your meeting with Luke Clybourne about?

Never were one for chat, were you?

No idea.

He messaged me out of the blue.

Said he wanted to meet.

I thought, why not?

Maybe he wants to apologize.

Because he kicked you out of the band?

We wanted to go down different paths, musically speaking.

He wanted to make records and you wanted to teach kids hot cross buns on the recorder.

Yeah.

Well, there's more to life than fame and success.

Since Point Ruin only ever had a little of

each, I never really lost any sleep over it.

What about the second album?

That was successful.

Sanctuary.

Yeah, that whole album came out of one amazing weekend, actually.

Just the four of us.

And that old shack over on the headland, Luke

writing all the songs, and us all recording the demo.

Here in Dolphin Cove.

When was that?

89.

Steph was just back from rehab.

No one had seen her in months.

She was transformed.

And that whole weekend was true alchemy.

The best songs of our careers.

But you're not on the album credits.

No.

Well, you know, I decided to leave the band at the end of that weekend.

And Luke went on a bender and lost the demo.

So the band recorded it all again from scratch.

And yeah, I wasn't there.

Is that what Luke wanted to talk about?

Old times.

No idea.

I never made it to the theatre.

Why not?

It was a lamppost.

Austin Street around 4.

Anyone see it?

Everyone.

If you've ever seen, unfortunately, I'm sure they'll all remember.

You seem nervous.

Well, you know, I'm still a bit shaken.

We're gonna check your stories.

They don't go anywhere.

You know, you had such a beautiful voice at school, Mackenzie.

Pity you had the rhythm of a bag of grapes.

Oh, you can't drive that.

Why not?

It's not road worthy.

I'll have to give you an infringement notice.

Call a cab.

A bit petty.

I do.

I have rhythm.

Was that Miss Barna?

Did you know she used to be part of Point Roy?

Really?

But she's so uncool.

Whilst I got you, I would be delighted to attend yours and Daisy's wedding.

Great.

The invitations are lovely.

What are they embossed?

Ah, letterpress.

Oh, classy.

And handwritten envelopes.

Reggie reckons Luke fears a dying aunt.

Her and Felix.

Can't wait.

Okay then.

I'll leave you to it.

Felix.

Felix?

I've been going through Luke's call records.

And a couple of days ago he ranked quite a few different numbers.

Some people he never met before.

And?

They're all drummers.

Luke was trying to replace you.

He was calling drummers.

Must have lent him something else.

One of his side projects.

I saw he's got a few going on.

Yeah, he was checking dates for the Point Rurintour.

Why would he want to replace me?

Maybe it has something to do with your arthritis.

That's just squeezed, doesn't it?

Cold water.

Good for inflammation.

You can just get a warrant for your call records.

One weekend of rehearsals he told me he wanted to replace me.

He said I wasn't up to the level anymore.

Nonsense.

All those years waiting to get back together and then your

own brother's going to replace you with a different drummer.

Yeah.

Said I could do one more gig.

He had form as well.

Kicking people out the band.

Claire Barnard?

What did she tell you?

That it was mutual.

Unlikely.

Luke just kicked her out overnight.

One minute we were playing the hides off and the next she's gone.

She hung around at gigs for years, mooning at Luke.

Didn't even acknowledge her.

It's just who he was.

Luke Clyburn, voice of a generation.

I shared a bedroom with him for nine years.

I knew the real Luke.

He had no respect for this band and the way he treated staff.

It was awful.

She was his wife.

What?

Luke and Steph were married?

How's he getting married?

Keeping it a secret from everyone.

First thing tomorrow we need to find out if they are still married.

If there's no will, she gets it all.

We on?

Trivia night.

You going to join us?

Look, that might not be the best idea.

Why not?

You're smart.

I am extremely smart.

However... Yes, on occasions I've got competitive and shouted at my teammates.

Abused them, really?

Yes, but who doesn't know the capital of Honduras?

Tegucigalpa.

Okay, only one giant nerd per trivia table.

Sorry, those are the balls.

I'll go get us a form.

Think of a witty team name and get up to burst

lesson marriages first thing in the morning.

Burst lesson marriages?

Stefan Luke from Point Merwin.

They were married?

Did I know that?

No one did, apparently.

I mean, they argued all the time.

They broke up constantly.

She pushed him off stage.

Twice.

I mean, why did they get married?

They made great music.

Must have been something there.

Thank you for your kindness, by the way.

Sparing me a wedding night there.

What?

Not inviting me to yours.

Obviously it would have been incredibly weird to have me there.

I mean, unpleasant, really, for both of us.

For me, especially, because I really hate weddings and talk with boring relatives.

Not for me.

I did invite you.

Hmm?

I'm not sparing you that nightmare you're invited.

No, Glen, no.

Um, you don't have to invite me.

I am happy not to go.

I'm not inviting you now.

I did invite you.

We posted the invitation.

Good.

Ah.

Well, you know when I said nightmare, I didn't mean, you know, nightmare, nightmare.

Because, well, a nightmare, it's a type of dream, isn't it, Lee?

La Traviata?

Hmm.

One of my best.

I think you'll agree.

Goodbye.

And good luck.

Um, maybe you didn't hear me, but I've called us La Traviata.

Nah, yeah, good one, Colin.

Yeah?

Yes, definitely.

Oh.

Oh, a nightmare is a type of dream, isn't it?

No.

Hmm.

Excuse me, buddy.

I think this is meant for me.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

A flying self back home and alone You'll stay here Content and unknown The rain has

stopped And you're finally asleep I'll go quietly Genzie?

Hi.

Hi.

Hello.

Hi.

What time is it?

Uh, ten past eight.

Tomorrow?

Today now, but yes.

Point ruined, I'm guessing?

I found some of mum's odd tapes.

Sanctuary.

I was listening on the way over here.

Valentine's Day is a banger.

Oh.

How nice are these?

Letterpress.

Blimey.

What happened to this?

Snails.

They're a menace.

Absolutely destroyed the basil I've got growing on

my balcony at my place overlooking the car park.

And to actually buy pesto.

It's gonna be a lovely day.

Have you RSVP'd yet?

I... don't know.

Okay.

And now, I'm going to get ready for work.

Not getting any less weird.

Yeah, that's right.

Can't write.

No, no, no.

Don't search me.

On hold again.

That cassette turn up yet?

Not yet.

Not ever.

We searched the whole theatre, but I do have Luke's royalty statements.

Wow.

We should all be writing toilet paper commercials.

So what's that tell us?

Luke's worth a lot of money?

Mm-hmm.

And since we can find no trace of a will,

the person who stands to inherit is his wife.

Oh, and we took witness statements at the Austin Street shops.

Claire Barnard definitely pranked her car

and was on the phone for an hour or so after.

I still got to talk to Tyler in the sports shop.

That looks pretty solid.

And I popped into DC Records on our canvassing,

too, and you should have seen the crowd.

If you're in at a whole point, ruin display.

And there was memorabilia, rarities, the works, just sort of walking out the door.

No way.

This is what just came on the hold music.

I said... Your wings are too weak.

You know this beat?

Yeah.

Yep.

And... And I need the sky.

A little bit higher.

Oh, yeah.

And I need the sky.

Might have been too high.

Oh, yeah.

Really want to buy some Louvre on there.

Come on.

It's beautiful.

The little birds.

Your wings are too weak.

I need the sky.

R.I.P., Luke.

You were a genius.

Come on, Phil.

And I don't want to leave you still unsaid.

Hello?

Yeah.

No, we're still here.

No way.

Well, I mean, that's great.

Can you send that over?

Cheers.

Thank you.

Well, you're right.

Marriage took place in 1988.

No record of a divorce.

They're still married.

We meant more to each other than any piece of paper could ever convey.

Still, it's all yours.

What's that then?

Some vintage records and a bunch of guitar picks.

You earned somewhere in the ballpark of 1.4 million royalties for Valentine's Day.

Higher than I would have thought.

Luke, can I share that number with you?

Luke was... kept that sort of thing to himself.

You didn't get a share?

Why would I?

He wrote it.

He deserved it.

Look, why would I care about the money?

Who knows?

Could be dead in a month.

No one to leave it to.

Did you know that Luke was back in contact with Claire Barnard?

Weren't angry or jealous?

I didn't know.

Claire and I weren't rivals.

If I was going to kill him, I would have done it ages ago.

He's given me plenty of reasons to over the years.

I think that's what I'll miss the most.

Hating him?

I never hated him.

I'll miss the energy between us.

This was it.

Our last chance to play together, to share some of that magic again.

Before.

Instead, we're wasting our time talking to you when anyone

with a brain could tell you that none of us could have done it.

The stage, the sound booth, right there.

We were all right in front of each other.

So Steph's there playing Valentine's Day.

Rob here.

And Jimmy.

With the cables.

Could one of us get to the green room?

Maybe, if you were quick.

Not without being seen.

Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?

Just don't touch that.

What's that?

What's that from?

Is that tape?

Yeah, I use it to mark my levels.

How long have you been doing this?

Not that long.

Did a few of Steph's solo gigs.

And now your aunt's band's reunion tour.

Well, I studied audio engineering, so I know what I'm doing.

Still, it's a big step up though, isn't it?

Maybe.

Doing my best.

Results have come in at the lab.

Thank you for showing us around.

Cranio cerebral trauma resulting in deep

contusion, skull fracture and internal hemorrhage.

Guitar's definitely the murder weapon.

That's it?

Pretty much.

He had psoriasis, if that's of interest.

On his elbows, the alcohol would have made

it flare up, but didn't kill him, obviously.

I think it's important at this point to reveal this.

I told you.

Where was it?

Garden, obviously.

Sales?

Don't show Daisy.

Those things were like $7 each.

Oh, they are very nice.

I know it's a nightmare.

You hate weddings.

My relatives are boring.

I didn't say your relatives.

Just relatives in general.

If you could cope, we'd love to have you.

That's...

Uh...

That's really kind.

So, do I take you off?

That's the second journal today.

We all okay here?

Yes!

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

No, no.

Psoriasis.

Any arthritis like his brother?

None, but the two conditions can be linked.

Cheerio, then.

I'm getting the impression that Luke was a bit of a bully.

What would you kill for that?

Steppen hair at all.

Motive for sure.

Yeah.

Still, they were all in that theatre, all of them busy.

No way for any of them to get backstage.

We still don't know where that tape went.

There even was a tape.

Of course.

It's growing on me.

He was scratching.

Who was?

I need to see some birds.

Told you you'd get into ornithology.

Red feathers.

Red feathers.

Leave a bloody feather.

Valentine's Day.

And I don't want to leave you.

I still don't know why we're doing this.

A hunch.

Oh, look at that little fella.

Rimsby Town colour.

That is a male Scarlet Robin.

Robin.

It's what Rob's short for, right?

Yes, Robin Stephen Brisbane.

Uh-huh.

What do we know about his mother, Steph's sister?

Penny Brisbane.

Lives in Orange.

Rob's her only child.

Father?

None listed on the birth certificate.

No, there wouldn't be.

Don't want to leave you.

Your wings are too weak and I need the sky.

Robin.

Stephen.

Brisbane.

Felix.

What's his date of birth?

14th of February.

1989.

Valentine's Day.

And I'm saying goodbye.

Steph disappears late 88.

No one sees her or hears from her for three or four months.

Claire said she was in rehab, remember?

She gets out of rehab early 1989, just after Rob is born.

She's his mother.

Then, Point Bruin have a magical weekend and Luke writes Valentine's Day a song

about saying goodbye and leaving a Robin's feather behind.

And he's the father.

Who knew?

At the time, only me and Luke.

That weekend, we recorded the demo in Dolphin Cove.

I told the others I'd just come back from rehab.

When in reality, you were in Orange with your sister, pregnant.

Steph told me right before they announced the reunion tour, she was...

she was dying and she couldn't keep it a secret any longer.

It was a shock.

It was time the truth came out.

Rob coming with us on tour, giving a chance to get to know his father.

A reason for them to spend time together.

Weren't you angry?

At first, yeah.

They lied to me.

It's not like Steph abandoned me.

I'd heard mum.

But not your dad?

We'd just released the first album.

We were gaining traction and we needed to capitalize on it.

You can't take a baby on the road.

Luke made that very clear.

He wanted nothing to do with Robin.

The rest was up to me.

So you chose Luke and your career over your child?

I did everything I could to let him know he was loved.

What do you mean by that?

I was a part of his life.

I still am.

Do I wish it was different?

Yes.

But I can't change it.

All I can do is try to make it up to him.

By making him the workhorse for the band?

I wanted it that way.

No special treatment?

Did Luke know who you really were?

That you were his son?

Of course he knew.

But he never acknowledged it.

Luke didn't want anyone to know.

Luke Clyburn untethered a free spirit.

But he wrote Valentine's Day.

That's beautiful.

He was always a better musician than he was a human being.

He was full of regret.

And grief.

It's his apology to your son.

It wasn't his apology.

It was his excuse.

I think Luke was just a messed up guy who couldn't handle his feelings.

What about your feelings?

Being treated like that by your father.

He rejected you as a baby.

He let you live your entire life not knowing who your father was.

Not even trying to have a relationship with you.

I didn't know him.

And then when you and Steph tried to give him the chance

to reconnect he didn't want to know your own father.

He wasn't my father.

He did me a favor showing me who he really was.

I never got anything from him.

And I never wanted it.

Some people just aren't meant to be fathers.

Luke denied his existence.

Denied him a family.

And then humiliated him.

Is he angry about it?

Of course he is.

But what does he gain?

Revenge.

Justice even.

There is still no way he could get to the green room without being seen.

None of them in the theater could.

And Claire had no time.

And they're still missing a tape.

Everyone!

In here right now!

Did I not stand before you yesterday and tell

you to keep your mouth shut about this case?

Yeah.

Tight ship on this one.

I believe that is what I said.

And that means you don't talk to anyone.

And yet... Cops baffled by point-ruin murder.

That's by Clementine Clavelli.

Oh, and another quote.

The police have no idea how Luke would have been killed in the green room when

all the suspects were together at the theater at the time of the murder.

Who said that?

Who said that that was Viren Kumar?

Dolphin Cove Records?

I was reminiscing about Luke with Viren in his shop

yesterday and I might have gotten a bit loose-lipped.

Yeah, I think you might have.

So I'll go and have a word and get him to zip it.

Yeah, no, I think we'd all appreciate that.

I am sorry, everyone.

In my defense, I did tell him to keep it under his hat, so... Radji.

Going.

I'm going.

Thank you, everyone.

Nicely played yesterday, Mackenzie.

What was that?

Whatever you did to get out of the wedding.

No, I didn't.

I mean, I love my son.

I want him to be happy.

But that wedding, it has turned into an extravaganza.

I just can't wait till it's over.

They've got the happily ever after and I am in a quiet room with a gin and tonic.

See, you... you think it's the right thing for me not to be there?

I thought you didn't want to be there.

No, I just...

hypothetically, if a person like me was to go to the wedding of a person like Glenn,

what would that mean?

I expect it would mean they were gracious.

And supported the person who at one time meant a great deal to that person.

Hypothetically.

So it would be okay for this person to go?

As long as this person didn't ruin it again.

Mac, have a look at this.

Noise complaint from the lady that lives next to Luke.

Local station sent it over.

What happened?

A woman outside his house, banging on the windows,

threatening him, went on for a couple of hours.

Not the first time she's been there apparently.

Who was it?

Well, yeah, they never found out.

But the neighbour said the woman was wearing a black hat.

Claire Barnard?

She didn't used to be obsessed with him.

She's stalking him now.

But she was crashing her car down Austin Street at the same time.

She could have got to the theatre.

It's Felix.

Felix?

She could have got to the theatre.

Claire Barnard.

I went back to Austin Street to talk to Tyler in the sports shop.

His electric car was parked right across the road.

The cameras?

They filmed everything.

And I watched the footage back.

And I reckon there's a gap where we can't account for her.

How long?

20 minutes.

Is that enough time for her to get to the theatre and back?

If you run.

All I wanted was a chance to be back in the band.

This isn't about the band.

It's stalking.

Stalking?

Come on.

We were old friends.

You hung around at their gigs for years after they sacked you.

Isn't that right?

Yeah.

To show my support.

You're obsessed with Luke showing up at his house and he ends up dead.

Except I never got to the theatre.

I crashed my car, remember?

There is a gap in your alibi.

20 minutes.

That's enough time to get to the theatre and murder Luke.

Is that what happened?

All right.

So you honestly think I could just walk away from a car accident, kill Luke,

and then just waltz back like nothing happened?

I think you wouldn't miss the chance to be in the same room as Luke after all these

years and that you'd built up what that meeting might mean in your mind and maybe

he rejected you and then the anger overtook you.

No.

No, all right?

I loved Luke.

Okay, fine.

Hang me for it.

I could never hurt him.

Anyway, it doesn't matter because I never went anywhere near that theatre.

So... I gave Viren one of the old Ms Rocco talking to's.

He was very apologetic.

He let me in on a little secret by way of apology.

Guess who was in his shop a couple of weeks ago?

Luke Clybourne.

Very incognito.

Didn't want anyone to know.

Doing what?

Well, Viren's a huge Point Ruin fan.

He's got boxes of memorabilia.

Luke was in town for rehearsal and he was dropping by

his old haunts and he went in and bought a few things.

So what are we thinking?

It all fits with Claire.

But why would she do it?

She was obsessed with him.

She said she was never here.

Yes.

But she doesn't have an alibi.

Okay, okay.

So, say Claire is lying and she did.

She made it to the theatre.

Then someone would have seen or heard something.

You're Stephanie.

You're on stage.

You're playing the piano.

We'll imagine it.

Jimmy robs sound booths.

Jimmy's helping Rob with the cables.

I had lessons for years.

So, if Claire did make it to the theatre...

Sorry.

That key's broken.

Yeah, can you avoid that one?

Because it's killing the vibe.

No.

Don't avoid it.

Play it again.

Play it again.

Again.

Again.

That piano the weekend.

Look, they're on a bender and lost the demo.

Valentine's Day.

Reggie, what did he buy?

Who?

Luke.

At the record store.

The box of old Point Ruin memorabilia was at a cassette tape.

How do you know?

We searched the band, didn't we?

Yeah.

And the theatre?

Yeah.

There

was only one place close enough.

What makes Point Ruin so legendary?

The songs that could capture an era.

The incredible live shows where anything could happen.

But really the fizzing tension between Steph and Luke.

The push-pull on-off-love hate that elevated Point

Ruin beyond just a great band to something magical.

And that magic it was coming back to where it all began, to Dolphin Cove.

To this stage where Luke stormed off to the green room during sound check.

Why was that again?

The sound wasn't right.

The sound wasn't right.

Which Luke could never stand.

So Luke walked off leaving just Jimmy, Steph and Rob

in the theatre together at the moment of his murder.

Or were they?

Felix?

This is what you played, isn't it?

Well, Jimmy was helping Rob with the sound while Luke was being murdered.

The famous keyboard part to Valentine's Day.

I think so.

Yeah, it was.

Jimmy heard it.

Jimmy said that your playing was as perfect as it ever was.

That's all to show.

What Jimmy didn't hear was a broken key.

Because you weren't playing.

What?

Of course I was.

Everyone heard me.

Well, you were.

At least at the start.

But with Jimmy out of the way, unable to see

the stage, your accomplice provided your alibi.

Rob.

Your son.

Who faded up a recording of you playing the Valentine's Day intro to just the

right volume marked with tape on the desk so it would sound seamless.

Giving you the chance to sneak back stage and murder Luke with his own guitar.

She was talking to it.

Also pre-recorded and timed perfectly.

What do you reckon, Steph?

Still a bit under.

Then you made your way back to the stage, Luke dead, and

Rob faded down the recording so you could pick it up again.

What Claire didn't know is that you were trying to frame her.

She was the perfect candidate.

Obsessed with Luke and stalking him.

You sent the text to Claire so she would walk

in on the body and look like the murderer.

But Claire's car accident meant she never made it to the theatre.

So the perfect setup.

Suddenly not so perfect.

Why would I kill Luke?

I loved him.

Because he took something that belongs to you.

Valentine's Day.

You wrote it.

About the most heartbreaking thing you ever did.

Giving up your baby.

Luke made you put the band ahead of your child.

He had no interest in being a father.

Why would he write such a tender goodbye?

But when it came to recording it, Luke took all the credit.

But why would I let him do that?

Because that song broke your heart.

I think you were fine.

With no one putting together what it was about.

Or who wrote it.

But then Luke sold it for a commercial.

The most personal piece of art you ever made, will ever make.

Being used to flog toilet paper for a fortune.

I'm dying.

I don't need money.

No, you don't.

But Robin does.

You abandoned him and this was your way of making it up to him.

So when you found out that Luke had the one thing, the one thing that would prove

that you wrote Valentine's Day, that would prove how you felt back then.

What is it?

The missing demo tape.

From that magical weekend in Dolphin Cove, 1989.

Luke found it in Viren's record store a few weeks ago.

Swore Viren to secrecy.

Maybe someday it'll be too long.

You'll be up here beside me.

Won't care I was wrong.

And I don't want to leave you.

I don't want to leave you.

It's Valentine's Day and I'm saying goodbye.

What do you think, Luke?

That's that's perfect, Steph.

There's nothing I can add to it.

The one thing I can't figure out is how did you know about the demo tape?

It's been missing for so many years.

He showed me.

Because the thing he loved most in this world was torturing me, having power over me.

So you took it back.

And you hit it in the car before we arrived, knowing

that if we found it on you, it would incriminate you.

And you didn't need much convincing to help, did you, Rob?

Not when your mum told you the truth about your dad.

That he made her give you up.

That he never wanted you.

That he put his music before his own son.

He's my son.

It's my son.

It's all mine.

And he took it.

That's what he did.

Every day we were in that band.

Our band.

He took everything.

And now you have it all back.

Was it worth it?

Yeah.

Should have done it years ago.

Stephanie Brisbane.

Robin Brisbane.

I'm sorry, little bird, for everything I've done to you.

You're under arrest for the murder of Luke Clyburn.

You don't have to say or do anything.

Anything you do, say or do, may be used as evidence.

Should I believe?

It's death.

Hey.

I'm sorry, your idol turned out to be a murderer.

It's just another thread in the point ruined tapestry.

And I've still got the music and that is never going to change.

Shall we go for a drink?

Yes.

But only if there's a piano.

I want to hear what this blokes got.

See you later, Mac.

Surf club if you want to join.

Alright, so if we put Uncle Chris and Aunty Joan on the singles table,

we might avoid them saying something that gets me cancelled.

Why are they so obsessed with fluoride in the water?

Well, hey.

Thank you for this.

What happened to it?

Snails.

Obviously.

Menace.

Anyway.

Glen and Daisy, thank you for inviting me to your wedding.

I would be delighted to attend.

We would love to have you there.

You can sit with Uncle Chris and Aunty Joan.

Sure.

Drink?

Hmph.

What I said about weddings...

It's... It's fine.

Glen, it won't be a nightmare.

This one will be perfect.

As you deserve.

So, have you RSVP'd?

Mm-hmm.

So that's everyone.

We're all going?

All going?

Brilliant.

It is going to be a cracking day.

I'm sure.

You'll have to get a dress.

No.

A pantsuit?

No.

New waistcoat?

Maybe.

Sequins?

There is a ceremony that took place overnight.

What sort of ceremony?

Team building involving some sort of hallucinogenic tea.

What's a bestie?

It's a dating app.

Is that a bestie notification?

No.

No, it wasn't a trip.

It was a trap.

They all drank the same drink.

I'm dying!

Help!

How did the killer do it?

A match?

No, I don't match with anyone.

Why am I matching with someone?

He's a lot better looking than his photos.

It's great.

Good on you.

Drink?

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