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-The victim is Joe Turner.

We found him hanging on the bridge.

Although his head injuries suggest that he was killed

before he went over.

I'm working this case, and I'm going to find the perps,

and I'm gonna put them away.

-50 high-end lifestyle blocks.

We're applying for a million liters of water a day.

[Crowd shouting]

-Back off!

-You are gonna get your empire.

-[Siren wails] -I promise.

-Mark McCrae, I'm arresting you.

-I had nothing to do with Joe's death.

-Was it my fault?

Is it my fault that Joe died?

-Stephen!

-Did I disturb the force when I saved Stephen?

-I hate that fuckin' bridge!

[Clanging]

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-[Screams]

-[Clears throat]

2,000 new followers overnight.

-What if it's my fault?

'Cause I introduced him to Planet Panic?

-Then he would've died fighting the good fight.

Look, we need to stay visible,

Okay, and make sure no one can forget about us.

We'll make them pay.

All right, I'll take off.

-Oh, stay home. Please.

Don't let your pride get in...

-Here.

-I, uh, assumed you weren't coming.

-Uh, let me take you home.

-No, no, I'd rather keep busy. -Are you sure?

-Yeah.

How's the case going?

-Well, uh, it's early days.

You know, it's a small town.

Someone knows something.

-Hey, I'll put the jug on.

-[Sobs] -Oh, Hannah.

Oh, Hannah. I'm so sorry about Joe.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

I live to see another day.

-How much is this new development worth

to Charlotte and Haggis?

-Well, three phases, many, many millions.

-They've already invested a shit-ton getting it

through the planning stage.

If they can't get water access,

all that money goes down the drain.

Be hard to recover.

I mean, they're rich, but not that rich.

It doesn't seem very smart doing it right after

Joe launches an appeal to the Environmental Court.

-Well, some people aren't very smart.

Oh, and by the way, Haggis spent the night.

He's downstairs.

Outstanding warrants on speeding fines.

I'm gonna take him down to court once it opens.

-Tilly.

I just found Joe's car.

Yeah, can you get forensics down here?

It's just outside Haggis' restaurant.

-Hey.

-Is it Haggis?

He didn't come home.

-He spent the night in the cells.

-He had nothing to do with Joe's death.

-Unpaid speeding fines.

The court issued a warrant months ago.

Stephen's been sitting on it.

He's within his rights to call it in.

-Someone should've called and let me know.

-Uh, you okay to answer a few questions?

We understand Joe was here shortly before he died.

-Sure.

[Phone camera clicks]

-So, time of death was between 10:00 p.m. and 1:00 a.m.

You usually leave Charlotte to shut up.

You can't handle all that boring, dirty work?

So tucked up in front of the TV by 10:00, shoes off,

beer in one hand, cock in the other?

Or did you go somewhere else?

Meet up with anyone?

No...alibi.

[Pen thuds]

So, how'd you lure Joe to the bridge?

His car was found outside your restaurant with a flat tire.

Just whack a nail in it and then offer him a lift home?

-I changed my mind. I want my lawyer.

-Where does Charlotte think you are?

-I hope the petition gets you fired.

-Cops look after each other around here, mate.

[Chair crashes]

[Door opens]

Haggis has very kindly agreed to answer a few questions

about the night Joe died while he was here.

I'll give you a lift to the court.

I'll sort out those pesky fines, eh?

-I suppose this makes us look bad,

with the timing and everything.

-Had Joe been in here before?

-First time.

Must say I was surprised he had the balls.

Take a meeting like that right in front of my face.

I was fuming all the way home.

-And you never saw anything when you drove over One Lane Bridge?

-It was pitch black.

-Doesn't that place give you the creeps?

Why would you want to build there?

-I didn't realize you cops were such a superstitious lot.

[Sighs]

[Scream echoes]

-We'll be in touch if we need anything further.

-Can they be here?

-What are you doing here?

-When are you gonna arrest them?

-Stop with the agitating.

It'll lead to trouble.

-Okay, people listen up.

Loud and proud!

-He died of his head injury, just as we thought.

-Why would someone string him up if he's already dead?

-There are some sick people out there.

-I got to get some air.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Gasps, pants]

-The girls have got way out of control.

And you've been caught in the crossfire.

We both have.

Lois' back-room deals were a time bomb waiting to happen.

Hasn't this gone on long enough?

Truce?

[Indicator ticks]

[Indicator switches off]

Chickens roost.

[Buckle unclips]

[Engine revs]

-Hi. -Hello.

-Thought you were going to uni.

-I decided on a gap year.

Lois put in a good word, and now I'm the office junior.

-[Chuckles] How's your mum?

-Rehab suits her.

She's taken up yoga and cross stitch.

I'm sorry.

-You were going through a tough time.

-I meant about Joe.

-Um, where can I find...

-Lois isn't in yet.

-...Maaka Richardson?

-Oh, you're in the wrong place. [Chuckles]

You want to go to the second floor.

-Second floor. Good.

-Okay.

Catch you later.

-Tell me about your meeting at the restaurant.

-So, I talked Joe through how the Environment Court works.

All a bit strange.

Well, considering I'm one of the parties presenting against him.

-Then why'd you meet?

-I owed Lois a favor.

-Why would she want you to meet there, in enemy territory?

-Oh, classic Lois. Rub it in their noses.

-And that doesn't bother you?

-I'm independent. I talk to who I like.

Good to keep people on their toes.

-[Chuckles softly]

-I had the feeling he was, uh, off to meet someone.

-Who? -Well, he seemed in a hurry.

Maybe a lady?

[Pen clicks]

Cool.

So, how's, uh, Queenstown treating you?

-Oh, you know.

It's, um, opposite of South Auckland.

-Yeah. Yeah.

If my moko weren't here, I'd be out the door like a shot.

-[Chuckles] -Hey.

Come around for a feed at my place.

-Yeah. -Whenever you need.

-All right.

-See ya.

-Ariki.

Where's Stephen?

-The station.

Seems to be coping.

-You take care of yourself.

You got a lot going on.

[Footsteps echo]

[Scream echoes]

-Did you feel that, too?

-Did you see what I saw?

-No. I think I'm...

like the bridge.

I help people get to the other side.

But it's only happened a couple of times.

I'm still figuring it out.

-There's others?

-Oh, listen to me.

Ah, it's no wonder Stephen won't engage in any of it.

-Doesn't it freak you out?

-No. I like it.

Makes me feel alive.

Special.

Powerful.

What did you see?

Past?

Future?

-I think Rose is gonna be...

involved in some kind of accident.

[Sighs]

How do I tell her?

If it changes the fate of the bridge,

how can I tell her, after what happened?

But what if she dies?

[Indistinct chatter]

-I think your time would be better spent

prepping for the appeal!

-Of course. Whatever you need.

Orlando?

Can you show the inspector through the kitchen, please?

-Yes. This way, please.

-[Sighs]

-Ariki filled me in.

Sounds like a nightmare.

-Stephen was waving his dick around.

-Did you get a lawyer?

-Leave it. Leave it!

-No, he can't do that. Stephen of all people know...

-Look, we pushed him too far.

All right? It was short-sighted.

It was stupid.

[Sighs] Head down.

Eyes on the prize.

[Water spurts, alarms beep]

[All shouting]

-[Shouting indistinctly]

If we just make our way out...

-I'm sorry, ladies. I'm so sorry.

-What's the matter? It's only a bit of water!

-We had nothing to do with this.

-Oh, how dumb do you think we are?

-Rosa! Rosa...

You should be locked up. This is vandalism!

-You... -Hey!

-All right, all right, all right!

-When are you gonna sort this shit out?!

-Everyone out. Come on! Time to go home.

Party's over.

-Honestly, they probably did it on purpose...

-Move! -...to make us look bad.

Can I go now? -We need to ask you some more

questions about the other night.

Did you make any plans to meet up with Joe during the evening?

-No.

We'd been fighting.

-'Cause you thought it should've been you at the dinner?

Might have just saved your life.

So, what time did you leave Rob's?

-Now, are you sure it was just you and Rob?

-I think so.

-I mean, Joe didn't drop in?

Update you after the dinner?

-It's all a black hole.

What if it was the last time I saw him?

What if it was the last time I saw him...

-Hope you had a good time. -Cheers.

-Thanks. -Half price off the next one?

Tell your friends, eh?

-[Sighs]

-It was a mistake, investing in the jet boat.

Should've just sold the fuckin' farm.

-Rosa -- was she with you the night Joe died?

-She crashed out early.

Girl can't hold her piss.

-Is that something you make a habit of?

Getting your staff drunk?

-She bought the booze. She wanted the blow out.

-You didn't meet Joe at any stage of the evening?

-Or wasn't he invited?

-[Sighs] Her call, not mine.

Rosa should've been at that dinner.

-Why wasn't she?

-Apparently, she stood on iwi toes.

Regardless, she should've been there.

And who knows? If she had been...

maybe Joe wouldn't be dead.

[Boat engine starts]

-S-Suit. Shirt, shoes, socks.

Hair brush.

Suit, shirt, shoes, socks, hair brush.

Hair gel.

-Um, we think it might be a good idea

if Joe's funeral was private.

Close friends, family.

-[Sighs] His death is causing a bit of a stir in the town,

and the last thing we want is a...

ruckus ruining the day.

-I can help with these if you like.

-[Sighs, sniffles]

Yep.

-How do I take over the appeal from Joe?

-Uh, we, um...

You just have to change the name of the applicant.

It's gonna be a harder sell coming from a foreigner.

You're gonna need more facts, more...figures.

Please be careful, Rosa.

The McCraes have got a lot to lose.

-They're not gonna win twice.

-I just want the day to be about Joe.

-His friends should be allowed to grieve.

-[Sighs] I don't want it hijacked,

made into some kind of a statement.

You're welcome. Of course.

Just the rest of Planet Panic can watch the live stream.

Thanks for all your help.

-He deserves to be celebrated.

-Yes. He will be.

-By everybody.

[Scream echoes]

-Hey.

Promise me you will stay away from that bridge.

-Don't tell me how to grieve.

-[Panting]

[Line rings]

Come on.

Come on. -Hey, Ariki.

-How can I protect them when I'm too scared to do anything?

I just...

I can't let Rosa get hit by a car.

I can't...

Just tell me what to do.

-Uh, if it was me, I'd wait.

And see how it plays out.

I wouldn't interfere with what the bridge has shown you.

We've seen what happens when you do.

Um, do you know where Stephen is?

-[Gasps]

[Indistinct chatter on TV]

[Door shuts]

-Hey. Dinner's in the oven.

I tried you at work, but they said you'd left already.

[Cork pops, liquid pours]

-Queenstown, the world is burning,

yet you take your paradise for granted.

McCrae Holdings are using precious natural resources

for their own profit,

destroying complex river ecosystems,

restricting your right to boat,

swim, fish, commune with nature.

They're selling out your kids' future

for another gated community and a strip mall.

-It's not a strip mall.

-Come to the bridge. Stand vigil with us.

Together, we can make a diff...

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-Whoo!

This is a stroke of genius!

The Panickers are gonna lap it up.

-Today's about Joe.

-Well, nothing wrong with getting the message

across at the same time.

Should you be here?

There's gonna be lots of eyeballs on us.

-No, I'll do what I always do.

Hide in plain sight.

-Yeah, well, we're not far away.

Okay, thanks.

-So, what's up?

-Disturbance at One Lane Bridge.

Rosa's causing trouble again.

-Well, she's not getting special treatment

'cause she's your flat mate.

[Camera shutter clicks]

[Car door shuts]

-Get off the fucking bridge!

Fucking clear out!

What the hell do you think you're doin'?

You have no idea, do you?

Nothin'!

Dressed up in your pyjamas. Well, fuck off!

[Sirens wail in distance]

-It's a bloody hippy cult.

That's what you are, yeah!

[Sirens wail]

I fucking knew him, all right?

I knew him! I knew what he did!

He's not some fuckin' poster boy, the golden one.

How dare you hold him up like some goddamn saint?

-Move. Move! Move.

-He's a criminal. He should've been locked up!

Why can't you see that? -What's going on here?

-Joe Turner's the reason my kids are dead.

David Philip Bennet, 17 years old.

Loved rugby and cricket.

Lilly Francis Bennet, 14!

-It's all right.

She was 14!

[Grunts] -Mr. Bennet!

[Protesters shouting]

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

[Indistinct shouting]

Just relax. Calm down. -Get him off the bridge!

[Ominous music plays]

-Everyone get off the bridge. Move it! Get off the bridge!

Come on!

Ariki, help me out, would ya?

Get off the bridge! Get off!

Move it! Move it! Everyone off!

-Think you're big, do ya? How dare you come here!

Have some fucking respect!

-Go home! Go home!

-Hey, get off me!

Get out! Get out!

-[Screams]

-Oh!

[Body thuds]

-[Breathes heavily]

-Rosa!

[Siren wailing]

[Line ringing]

-Hey, baby. Did you pick up the cot already?

-I need you to meet me at the police station.

With a lawyer.

-Well, what happened?

-I've done something really stupid.

-Okay, I'm leaving now.

[Line clicks]

-[Sniffles]

-It was an accident.

I was right there. Rosa stumbled into her path.

-She fled the scene, Tilly.

Gonna need you to come down to the station.

-She okay?

[-Labored breathing] -Can I stay with her? -Are you a relative?

-I'm a friend. She's my flatmate.

She needs someone who can support her.

-I'm sorry. -Look, she...

She's part of an ongoing investigation.

-[Labored breathing continues]

-Is she gonna be all right?

Can someone just please contact me as soon as I can see her?

-She's in a meeting.

[Voicemail beeps]

-Kia orana. You've reached the phone of Kimiora...

-Is Rosa okay?

-Why would I have seen her on the bridge

if she wasn't supposed to die?

-No, not necessarily.

Maybe things are out of whack, the energy's been stirred up.

Maybe it wasn't her time.

I'm not really sure.

Only the bridge knows, Ariki.

-If you don't know this shit,

then why did you tell me to do nothing?

I just stood there like a fuckin' muppet!

-If that's everything.

-Can I... Can I wait with her, please?

Just until a lawyer gets here.

-Sorry.

-So, is there, um, any word from the hospital?

-Just a few bumps and bruises.

Mild to moderate concussion.

-God. You know, this whole thing's just a hot mess.

Hard to know who to blame, really.

-Charlotte fled the scene.

-She was attacked. All right?

She was trying to escape her assailants.

Come on, there's footage all over the Internet.

Come on, there's a lot of grey area here.

All right, we'll pay for Rosa's medical expenses,

and we'll make a donation to a charity of your choosing.

-It's already in process.

-I'll make the petition go away.

-Oh, you've got some nerve. -Ah, no, no, no, no.

You and me, we look out for each other.

I mean, isn't that how this town's always worked?

-That guy at the bridge.

-Oh, Jason Bennet? -Mm.

What did he mean about Joe?

Killing his kids?

-Joe was the one driving the car.

-I thought he was just a passenger.

-Did he say that?

[Scoffs] Little fuck.

-Well, maybe I assumed it.

We didn't talk about it. He didn't like to talk about it.

He can't have. He would've told me.

I-I would've known.

How do you know Jason Bennet?

-He's my godfather.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

-They're not real.

-They're not real.

-It's all in your head.

-This is stupid.

-Works for Dad.

-I thought the meds were supposed to stop all that.

-Have you been to the doctor?

-I'm nothing like that. -Take your troubles to God.

He'll ease your burden.

-Will do. -Love you. Bye.

-Love you, too.

[Phone chimes]

-I've dropped the hit and run charges against Charlotte.

-4,000 signatures. -Yeah, I know.

Look, it had done its job.

-Uh, you could've told me you were closed.

You know? Save me the trip.

-Yeah, we're gonna have to let you go.

-But you just made me maitre d'.

-I know. Look, there just isn't the work.

-Oh, come on. Half the punters come 'cause of me.

-I saw you at the vigil.

[Cellphone rings]

-Wait, is...

is this what this is about?

Come on. Like, the guy was my flatmate.

And then Rosa asked me to be there, and...

well, couldn't say no.

-You were filming the whole thing.

-[Sighs] Look.

[Ice shuffles]

The accident wasn't your fault. Okay?

Rosa had plenty of time to get out of the way.

I just...

[Drink pours]

-I just think now's, you know,

not the time to be making big decisions.

Let's not ruin a beautiful thing just 'cause...

well, you've had a fright, assumed the worst.

I know. Why don't I make you

those whitebait fritters you like?

-One of the dish hands saw you set off the sprinklers.

-Can I get my back-pay? -[Chuckles shortly]

-No, we're putting it towards the water damage.

As well as your tips.

You see, in this town, you pick a side

and you stick to it.

-[Clears throat]

You are greedy capitalist piglets with no taste

and no morals.

[Oinks]

[Laughs]

-How's she doing?

-Hm.

Did I smash up Charlotte's car?

-[Chuckles softly]

Yeah, you made a bit of a dent.

-[Chuckles] Good.

Another war story to add to the collection.

-That woman drove straight into her.

How does this happen?

Really?

It's a miracle we didn't lose her, too.

-Stephen. -Afternoon.

-Glad to see you looking better.

-Yeah, feeling better. Uh, box of fluffies.

-How's Lois?

-Oh, well, working too hard, as usual.

[Chuckles]

Uh, you'll be pleased to know the petition's gone away.

There's a few grumpy locals to placate,

but otherwise, it's business as usual.

-We have to be seen to be

taking these concerns seriously.

-Yeah, I'm -- I'm right in the middle of a homicide.

-Then I'll come to you.

Transparency's the name of the game.

-Sounds like you got a few boxes to tick.

-Something like that.

I'll be there Thursday morning.

-Yeah, sure.

-Oh, don't just barge in here, please.

-So, why did you go back to work?

With everything that's going on for you at the moment?

You need to drill down, Stephen.

If you're not at work for the right reasons,

it could get in the way of your best practice.

-I'm sorry, this was a bad idea.

-Could it be that if you're not a cop,

you don't know who you are?

-Stephen, talk to me.

-Want to talk?

Let's talk.

This shit storm is your fault.

Why did you cut Charlotte out of the land deal with the Chinese?

-She was amateur hour. I had to --

-I had to cut her loose. -No, you cut her out...

you cut her out because you feel the world owes you,

that you're entitled to take whatever you want,

and fuck the consequences.

I'm the one who's paying the price!

No more dirty business.

-Sorry, we're closed.

-[Scoffs]

That is beyond petty.

-You have no fucking idea what you've done.

-Should we pull the plug?

-No way.

-Hey, you hear there was another incident at One Lane Bridge?

-I did hear some buzz.

-Feel like things are being stirred up out there.

What do you reckon about doing a karakia?

Bless the bridge before the funeral?

-We already did one. The afternoon Joe died.

-Why didn't it work?

-It did.

Rosa could've died.

She didn't.

-I sound stupid,

but I feel like...

Joe's death was partly my fault.

-Aue.

You're cartin' around some serious shit.

Look at those heavy shoulders.

Hey.

Make peace with yourself, make peace with your friend.

The rest will fall into place.

[Engine stops]

[Exhales heavily]

[Bottle thuds]

[Deafening clatter echoes]

[Echoing laughter, chatter]

[Screaming echoes]

-Oh, sh...

[Crashing]

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