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- What names do you want? - Bridget. Poussin.

- What happened to your mum? - She had Huntington's disease.

There's a 50-50 chance I have it, too.

There is no cure, but there is a lot we can do to control it.

Did you end up going to the doctor?

No, I didn't get a chance.

I thought you told me you didn't have any family in Adelaide?

- I don't. - Except your mother, Peg.

She's not family.

- Susan Carpenter is out of prison. - Where is she now?

A motel back in Adelaide.

When Buckley calls, she'll be tracked and recorded.

Lola will call as soon as she finds my Sophie.

- You're Sophie Halliday. - Hey, Lance!

- Oh, hide. - Yeah. What are you doing here?

- You're not in danger, are you? - Little bitch!

Let us leave with these girls and this is over.

That is not going to happen.

We're done... in every way.

What? No!

Stay on the ground!

We have an officer down.

- All that money's gone! - Check the shopping bag.

You swapped the bags?

I've got a friend who's going to get you out of here.

No, no, no, no, no.

Stop!

Shit. No!

Lola and Chelsea are in a Cessna, tail number VHKUY.

I'll be in touch.

They're heading north. Call Civil Aviation.

Call-in request for...

- Yup? - Hey.

How far can a four-seater Cessna go on a tank of fuel?

And good afternoon to you, too, Max.

- Where are you? - I need a map of any air strip

with fuel available in... I don't know. What do you reckon, a 400-k radius?

You dumped me on the side of the road and now you need my help?

Hamish, can you... Come on!

Hey, what's the update on the transponder?

Tom's talking to Civil Aviation.

Max, we have them as soon as they land.

Okay, so, why would Lola get in a small plane...

and allow herself to get caught?

Max...

She's smarter than this.

- You keep Tom off my back, will you? - Sure, I mean,

how do you expect me to do that?

Hamish, can you just do it?

Please slow down a bit.

Come on.

Yeah, coming. Always coming.

Oh, just hurry up!

Oh, I forgot how heavy a bunch of money is.

That's a really good-looking Ute.

- We should steal it. - What?

- Yeah. - No. It's too risky.

- Come on. Got to keep moving. - To where?

Well, I don't know.

- We can't exactly hitchhike, Lola. - Well, what do you suggest, Chelsea?

- Oh, you're asking my advice for once? - What?

Oh, we just do what you normally want to do most of the time,

so it's just nice you're asking my opinion for a change.

And what do you suggest?

Well, like I said, we should steal that Ute.

Chelsea!

- Hurry! - I'm hurrying.

- Come on. He's not looking. - Go!

Go. Go, go, go.

Hey! Hey, stop!

Hey!

Uh... no sign of any cops.

They won't be long. Plane's got a transponder.

- Basically, we're screwed, right? - Yeah, we're pretty stuffed.

- I don't know what's happening? - It's running out of gas.

Guess we're walking.

Yeah.

I'll try Donna one more time.

Lil? Lil, is that you? Are you okay?

- Yeah, no, we're fine. Where are you? - I got no idea.

All right, here they come.

Uh, Lil, pretty soon they're going to work out that I'm not you.

Yeah, I'm just... I'm just glad you're okay.

Listen, thanks for everything.

Of course. You're my sister.

I owe you... again.

Where will you go next, Lil?

I don't know. Got to get out of the country, though.

Hands up! Get out!

Okay, listen, there's one thing you got to do for me before you go.

You gotta say goodbye to Mum.

No, I'm not going to see her, Donna. I've got nothing to say to her.

Hands up now!

Oh, shit.

Okay. Listen, I'm sorry, Lil. I've got to go now. I've got to go.

Okay.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

Is Donna okay?

- I hope so. - Hey, who's her?

You said: "I'm not going to see her."

Is it your Mum? Does she live round here, or something?

I don't even know where we are. Okay?

Lola, I think... I think you should definitely try and see her if you can,

before we leave the country or get shot, or something.

No one is getting shot, okay?

Look, listen. Goodbyes matter.

I don't want to talk about it. Let's go.

Okay.

- Let me guess, they weren't on the plane. - It was Donna.

And we just had a report of a farmer about two clicks from the airstrip.

His Ute was stolen.

Well, that's got to be them. Where?

The thing about prison is you just spend so much time alone.

Which, you know... it's all right for some.

But I like a little bit of company.

Do you think the police have found the girls yet?

I don't know. Come on.

No, no. Maybe we should call it in, just to make sure.

- Chelsea, we need to get to the coast. - And what, just flag down a fishing boat?

- What's wrong with you? - What's wrong with me?

What's wrong with you? We promised to help those girls.

All you think about is yourself!

Hey! I...

You're so selfish. You won't even go see your mum.

Hey, Chelsea, wait! Can you just... wait for me?

- Listen... Chelsea. - What? What?

Look, when we get hold of a new phone, I'll call Susan,

and I'll get her to help the girls, all right?

Okay, fine.

This barn's gonna have to do for the night.

Looks cold.

Oh, great, there's a way in.

Oh. Um, do you think there'll be rats?

Not if there's snakes.

Right. Great.

- Was that sarcasm? - Oh, shut up!

Here we are again.

Another luxurious place to sleep, with hygienic bedding

and... oh, not even going to bother.

Can't even...

Chelsea, in here, quick!

- Oh, my God! - Chelsea, quick! Get over here!

Get down. Get down.

They're gonna find us tonight, aren't they? They're gonna find us.

- Hey. Breathe, breathe. Calm down. - They're gonna find us!

Come on.

You okay?

Am I okay? Am I... Am I okay?

I'm not. I don't know, I just...

I feel like I'm...

Oh! I feel like I'm drunk, or something. This is...

I... I don't want to do this anymore.

We're hungry. We're dehydrated.

We're just waiting to be caught.

We're lost.

- We need help, Lola! - What do you suggest, Chelsea?

Maybe... What about... What about your mum? She's lives in South Australia?

My mother? She can't feed herself, let alone hide two fugitives.

Okay, okay, well, um I... Look, I know a couple of people

- in the wine region. Maybe... - Great! We drink our way out of trouble?

Hey! Hey! Out! All of you, get out!

- Oh, my God! Please. - Now. Out! Who are you?

Oh, my... Oh, my God, it's Chelsea!

- It's definitely Chelsea and Lola! - The whole town's looking for you.

There's helicopters and they blocked off the roads.

- I know that! Shut up! - Sorry!

- Just please don't shoot us, miss. - Lola.

I'm not gonna shoot you.

- What are you doing here? - It's our barn.

We come here all the time. What are you doing here?

- Hiding. - Okay.

Um...

I'm just wondering, can I borrow one of your phones?

- Have mine. - Thank you. Thanks so much.

- It's all right. - Okay.

Uh, so, that vineyard I was talking about, my friend still owns it.

It's in Lyle Valley.

Wait, did you say Lyle Valley? I can get you there.

You can borrow my brother's trail-bike. Hang on a sec.

Trail-bike?

Yeah, this will totally get you to your friends.

It'll only take a few hours.

- Can you ride? - Yeah.

I'm fairly sure it still has fuel as well.

- That's so nice, thank you. - It's okay.

- You guys are great. - Yeah, cool. No worries.

Chelsea!

Yeah, uh, one second.

Oh, my God, they're so cute! Can we keep them?

No, we got to get out of here!

Why? What?

Why? Because they will tell the first person they see.

Or they'll tweet it, snap it, or post it, or whatever kids do.

- They're not going to do that. - Oh, really?

And you're basing that opinion on what?

I don't know, my... my instinct.

So, we're betting our freedom on your instincts?

We've spent an awfully long time trusting yours.

You believed Susan when she said that Sophie was this...

delicate little flower, and look how that turned out.

How do you know that Susan was involved in all of it?

Reports from the recently-arrested pilot indicate that Babbage and Buckley

are in possession of millions of dollars cash.

It's unknown how Babbage and Buckley came to be in possession

of such a large sum of money.

Local police are remaining tight-lipped about the ongoing...

...every possible hiding place.

This is our chance to catch Australia's most wanted right here.

Max.

Max, Tom told me to come and bring you back to Sydney...

I'm not leaving. They're close by. They've just bunkered down for the night.

No, you have to come back, Max, and explain what happened with Brady.

Brady was gonna kill them, so I shot him.

Uh, what are you going to do?

I don't know, Hamish. I've just got to find those women.

Okay, so we're here. All you have to do is follow this fire trail

to the Old Highway bridge, cross that bridge,

then once you get to the river, follow it and you'll end up at Lyle Valley. Okay?

Okay, we can do that.

Yeah, fine.

Okay, so...

Lola?

Tell me you didn't know what she was up to.

Have you found my girl?

Yeah, I found her... running a mobile brothel.

Where girls can't leave and don't get paid.

What? Where is she?

She's in a compound on Mill Road, at the back of nowhere.

No, no, that can't be Sophie. She wouldn't do that.

She's not who you think she is, Susan.

Listen, you need to make this right. So, find a way to help those girls,

- or I'm calling the cops. - Wait, no, no. Wait, wait.

I'll wind it all up and sort it out. I promise.

All right. Just call me when it's done.

Lola. Lola. You've really stuck your neck out for this

and, uh, I want to do something for you in return.

- I doubt it. - I can help you leave the country.

Just tell me where you are and, uh... I can sort it out.

Just help those girls and we're square.

Mrs. Carpenter?

Mrs. Carpenter? Come on.

Susan, please.

I was just going to have a shower, hm?

Want to join me?

How much money did you pay those kids for this piece of crap?

- Um, about $2,000. - What?

Well... and for the phone and the backpack and the snacks.

Wait, wait.

- You're not going to need that. - Makes me feel better.

Oh, God...

Ow.

- I can't feel my bum. - You have no bum, Chelsea.

What?

This is where my dad sent me when Mum was really sick.

It's... I feel a bit weird.

We can keep going.

No, we're here now. It's good. Yeah.

- What's your mate's name? - Alistair.

- What? I like that name. - I didn't say anything.

- Oh, and, Lola? - What?

Lola, he's very sensitive about his weight.

He used to get teased a lot when we were kids, so...

- So what? - Just don't...

- I won't say anything. Hurry up. - Okay.

Hello?

Alistair?

- Anyone? - No one home.

Hm.

Ah. Bingo. Oh, God, I'm so hungry.

That'll be okay. All right.

Ah. Mm.

- Oh, shit. - What if that's him?

- What do I do? - Talk to him.

- I'll cover you from here. - Cover me? You don't have to cover... Mm!

Um... "Hi, how are you?"

- Hi. - Ah!

Chelsea?

Alistair. I know it must be a shock to see me after all these years,

and I know that you probably don't want to get involved.

Of course, I completely understand, but, um...

I really need your help.

Chelsea, this is very...

overwhelming.

Yes, I'm also overwhelmed.

I'm gonna need your phone.

Please?

- Are you armed? - No, I'm not. But she is.

- This is Alistair? - Yep.

- You got hot. - Lola!

- What? - You're Lola Buckley.

Yes, I am. He's smart, too.

So, Chelsea here seems to think you might be helpful to us, Alistair.

Oh, no, I drunk it all.

- I've never been a hostage before. - No, you're not a hostage!

He's not a hostage. He's...

He's...

- No, thanks. - Oh, Lola's being a goody.

No, I'm just aware that half the country wants us in jail.

How did this all happen? You used to be so... well-behaved.

Yeah, then she met me.

Yeah, it all went downhill from there.

Excuse me?

He's joking.

It was a joke, I'm sorry.

Is it strange being back here?

Yes. Yeah, it's pretty strange.

It was a tough time for you... for everyone.

I loved your mum.

Oh, she loved you. You used to make me laugh when I really needed it.

Al used to do these funny voices. Do you still do them?

- No. - Go on.

- No, don't you dare. - Go on.

- Putting me on the spot. - Go on.

Shall I get another bottle?

Have you got enough?

See? He's lovely.

Hilarious.

Mm.

Um...

Oh.

I know this one.

- Do you remember it? - Yes, I think so.

It's been a while.

Uh-huh...

We are so close.

- So, is your last name Poussin? - That's right.

- Oh. - Lola, please don't.

- Oh, it's just I, uh, knew a Poussin once. - I doubt it.

- There aren't many of us in Australia. - Oh.

Unless it was a relative, but I doubt you and my family...

Would've what? Mixed in the same circles?

- No, I didn't mean it like that. - Whatever.

- Gonna hit the sack. - Oh, no, don't.

Chelsea, I'm glad you're having a good time.

Just don't forget every cop in South Australia's looking for us.

- There's a couple of beds in the basement. - In the basement?

- I'll find my own room, thanks, Al. - No, that sounded...

I thought you'd feel safer down there, but...

- You think I'm going to lock you in? - I don't know, are you?

Don't forget I'm the one with the gun.

Real beds tonight. Yay!

- I'm just gonna have one more, okay? - Whatever.

Hey, whatever happened to, um... What was her name?

I, um... I saw on Facebook that you were engaged.

- Oh. She, uh... she met someone. - Oh.

No, I was... She was out of my league anyway.

What are you talking about? Look at you. You...

That was very kind. Thank you.

But, uh, no, I'm not very good with people.

You're good with me.

I'm worried about you, Chels.

Look, it's none of my business, but... Lola seems to have quite a hold over you.

I think I'm a bit drunk.

We should go to bed.

To sleep. We should go to...

- We should go to sleep. - Mm.

To sleep. Mm.

I'm gonna go find Lola and sleep there.

Good night.

Lola?

You awake?

Hey.

Uh, are we...?

Are you sure?

Mummy!

You're scaring me.

Let me go! I hate you! I hate you!

No!

- Please! - Get in there!

Please!

Don't leave me here! Mummy!

What was that?

She's leaving, Lil.

Get me out, Don. Get me out!

Mummy!

Mummy! Mum! Mum!

Chelsea?

Chelsea?

Where is it?

- Lola, what are you doing? - Where's the money?

- It was next to the bed. - Lola, I took it.

- What? - Just to keep it secure.

- We put it in the gun safe. - What's the combination? Write it down!

- Write it down! - It's my handprint. I'll go get it now.

- You're going to take it and dob us in. - No, no!

- I've known Alistair for most of my life... - Maybe you're both going to take it

- and sell me up the river! - How could you even say that?

Why don't we just split it and you can live the life you've always wanted?

You're already using his name! Poussin! Did she tell you that?

- Lola, please just calm down. - Calm down? I'm getting out of here!

You know what your problem is?

You can't stand it when I do anything on my own initiative.

You hate it when I don't do what you tell me to do.

- Bullshit. - You never listen to me.

I will listen to you when you stop acting like this is a joke.

- It's like you've got a death wish. - Death wish?

This is going to catch up with you. You're not immortal.

I know that.

Why don't you just stay and enjoy your little love nest?

- You're... You're jealous that I'm happy! - Jealous?

- Yeah. - Of you and Prince Poussin?

I never asked you to stay with me and I'm not doing it now.

Go on, Lola, push me away.

Don't get too close to anyone in case you get hurt. This isn't about me.

- This is about your fear of abandonment. - Really?

Your mum walked out on you and you think everyone's going to leave you.

Wow. Most people have to pay for therapy. I've got my own shrink here!

Maybe you need one! You don't have any friends!

I just...

- Harris. - It's Middleton. Has Lola called?

- Not a peep. - Put Carpenter on.

Thank you, Officer.

- Hello? - So, where is she?

Oh, like I said, Lola will call me when she finds my Sophie.

Are you so sure about that?

Buckley and Babbage were seen driving a truck that belongs to Sophie's boyfriend.

What? A truck?

Which suggests to me that Lola's already found Sophie

and she just hasn't bothered to call you, so I'm thinking...

that you're not much use to us, Carpenter.

No. No, no. Wait.

Lola thinks I'm going to help her get out of the country. She needs me.

No, you need her.

You get me Lola, or the deal is off.

Uh, what... what are you doing?

- I've got to be somewhere. - No, you can't go anywhere.

Oh, I'll be back.

I've never driven a copper's car before.

Chelsea!

No, no. No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no...

Chelsea, are you okay?

She's gone. She's not coming back.

- Chelsea, I'm sure she's coming back. - She can't. She's not coming back.

How can she come back?

She can't come back! She's dead!

- She's dead! - Who's dead?

My mum!

My mum!

My...

Lola.

Stop it! Stop it!

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's not fair.

How long have you known?

Not very long.

Mostly it just feels like I'm kind of in mourning or something,

for this part of myself...

All the things that I could've been or could've done.

There just aren't very many what-ifs for me anymore.

Um, you know, like, what if I... what if I changed the world?

What if I have kids?

What if I'm a really great mum?

What if I get to meet Beyonc�?

Chels, your life could be so much easier.

My cousin has a plane.

I could make sure Lola gets out of the country safely.

She could exonerate you from abroad and then we can...

We can find you a legal team. We can talk to different doctors.

I can help you.

Okay? I want to help you.

- Max, it's Tom. - No.

He insists.

- Yeah? - Max, it's over. I'm pulling you.

You come back in, make your statement, do your psych-eval.

And it's probably a good idea if you take some leave.

- You can't suspend me. - I'm trying to avoid that.

You shot and killed an officer.

I am so close, Tom.

And when the press find out

the detective who killed Brady is still in the field, how will that look?

They won't care. I'll bring in Buckley and Babbage.

That's what's going to be on the front page.

Put Hamish back on, please.

Here!

- Detective Middleton. - Oh, God.

- Can I have your gun and badge, please? - You're kidding me?

Peg.

Peg, it's me, Lil.

I don't even know what to say to you.

Did you leave because of me?

Fuck!

Did you ever love me?

What's your life been like?

You don't even know who I am, do you?

Let's fix your hair, Peg.

See you, Mum.

- I'm sorry. - I'm sorry.

Hey.

Okay?

It's okay.

You were right.

Goodbyes do matter.

I was such an angry kid.

When she left, I blamed myself, you know?

It wasn't my fault.

And seeing Mum today...

I realize it's not up to her to fix the way I feel about myself.

It's up to me.

But today, I made a start.

Because of you.

Thanks.

Poussin.

Poussin, Poussin, Poussin.

Poussin.

Holy shit.

Soph?

Sophie...

Yes. What do you want?

Soph, I've been so worried.

- Babe, no. - I've been looking for you everywhere.

- Don't go, babe, okay? - Come on, sweetheart.

- You know what we said, eh? - Don't be mad with your poor old mum.

- Listen. Hey. - My mum.

- No. - Soph...

- I love you, baby. - Don't.

- Mum! - Babe, don't! Babe...

Mum!

I've missed you.

Hey, Mum.

You know those women you sent to find me?

Mm.

You know they're carrying bags of cash, right?

The TV says it's three mill.

- Wait in the car. I'll be right back. - Yep.

Right.

Lola... there's something you need to know.

I... I, um...

You what?

Oh, damn it.

- He's ready to go now. - Can I just have one minute?

- We have to move now. - Okay. Okay.

In a few hours, you'll be out of Australian airspace.

The plane will land in Kupang. From there, you're on your own.

It's all right, mate. It's what we do.

Lola, I hope I've caught you at a good time.

Susan? What, you're out?

Now, there's someone here just wants to have a quick word, all right?

- Lola? - May?

Please help.

Please do whatever they say. They're going to hurt...

- That's enough. Get off! - May?

Now, Lola, here's the deal.

You're going to meet your old mate, Lance, with that bag of cash,

and he'll bring you to me at a motel in the city.

I'll text you the details.

Don't muck me around, Lola, or these girls might just... puff...

disappear.

Lola, what's wrong? Who was that?

What's happened?

Lola, what's happened?

We can't go.

What?