All language subtitles for Troppo s02e06 Collateral Damage.eng

The tyre prints
from where he tossed Julian.

The right rear tire is missing
a chunk of tread up the right side.

According to the internet,

those tires are found on utes
and four-wheel drives.

Oi! What the fuck you doing?

Guess what your super sleuths
found out,

Dad.

Please be my eyes and ears
at this funeral.

He was a man of vision
and compassion.

That's enough of that. Alright.
Come on.

We bury our own in this family.

A hole was dug. A dead man went in.

Your attention to detail is amazing.

What's my prize?
Any time you want to come collect.

How about I buy you a drink?

Shit... Your computer.

(HORN BLARES)

Kill the engine.

Are you sure this is smart, Mum?

Being back out on the water so soon?

How else are we going to
pay for your brother's funeral?

Hey, there.

I see you, you mongrel!

(FIRES GUN AGAIN)

Got it! Quick.
Can't let it go under.

Wait.

Bloody hell.

Careful.

It's alright.
I'm not going to fall in.

I'm talking about you, stupid.

(COUGHS)

She's alive!

(THEME SONG PLAYS)

(BIRDS CALL)

(BEEPING)

(WHISPERS) Oh, shit.

Something wrong?

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Colin Finch.
What's going on?

Brooke Phelps - they pulled her
out of the river this morning.

MAN: You mind if we have a look
inside your room.

Why? I mean, uh... I guess. Yeah.

Amanda...
Have you seen my phone?

Hench is a few doors down.
It's that journalist's room.

Which means you need to
get out of here,

preferably not
through the front door.

Are you trying to hide me?

The whole world knows
how you feel about Brooke.

It's not a good look.
For who?

By the time we got back here, uh...
In your car?

Yeah. Yeah. Um...

Must have been 11:30. Um...

And then we had
a couple more drinks.

Sorry, I had a couple more drinks.
She wasn't drinking.

And then she left about 12.

I was pretty pissed by then.
Were you intimate?

Sergeant Hench.

Are you questioning a person
of interest in an attempted murder?

Six calls, straight to voicemail.

And this POI is a transient.

Could have skipped town while
I was waiting for you to answer.

While I appreciate your initiative,
I'll take it from here.

The victim's last phone activity

was a text message
to Amanda Pharrell.

Oh, shit!

Could have woke me up.

Still like them over easy?

Yeah.

You OK?
Mmm...

It's a lot.

A week ago, I was in Sydney watching
your old mates tear the house apart.

Where's Lil?

She' outside playing.

MAN: Oh.
That was a good one.

That was a good one. Gonna be
a lucky fish who gets that.

What's wrong?

Where's that fish gone?

What's she doing?
Who's she talking to?

I'll take care of it.

Peanut.

Go inside.

Even you should know
letting your daughter feed crocs

won't win you father of the year.

Lily, now.

Bye, Ezra.
Bye, Lily.

(GRUNTS)

Go on. Go to your mother. Go.

Lil, you alright?
Why?

Go on, go inside. Go on.

The hell do you want?

Is it true?
Excuse me?

God damn it, Amanda.

If you two are fucking with me...

You got what you came for.

Now get off my property.

Did he know?

My brother.

You think he knew?

Well, his wife sure did.
I don't know.

Maybe she told him before she died.

He wanted to
protect the boy from me.

You're exactly the same with Lily.

Whatever it takes to protect her.

Whatever you have to give up.

Because kids change things.

Fatherhood...changes everything.

That's why nobody can know
the truth about Raph.

I'm not following.

It's why you came out here
with your gun.

You thought I might try
and hurt your kid to get at you.

Someone tried that
with me and Raph...

..imagine the trail of destruction
I'd leave behind.

Are you done?

No-one can ever know, Ted.

Not even my boy.

Make sure she understands that.

(PHONE RINGS)

Val?

We don't know who that text was from.

I want to know
what she's playing at.

She in there?
Amanda! You shouldn't.

Paramedics recovered her
shortly before sunrise.

Died twice this morning, already,
with a collapsed oesophagus.

Jesus.

Attempted asphyxiation.
Cord of some kind.

Bruising on the back, where they
put their knee for leverage.

She fought hard. I took the DNA
from under the fingernail.

Sent it to Brisbane.

Who found her?

The other Marsh boy, Trent.

I heard they interviewed
Colin Finch.

She went home with the guy?

Apparently had a change of heart.
Walked her.

Rape kit's clean.

Motel CCTV supports his account.

Her ear?
One of the earrings was ripped off.

Missing, apparently.

Like a trophy.

Hey, we don't need to be here.

Maybe we should...
HENCH: Amanda Pharrell.

Here to finish the job, are you?

Hey, come on, guys.

We need you to
come down to the station,

answer a few questions
about the assault of Brooke Phelps.

You mind stepping away
from the victim?

What took you so long?

She in there?
They won't let me wait inside.

Where's Sergeant Hench.

Where were you last night
between midnight and 5am?

Mmm... Let me think.

Oh, that's right. I can't recall.

Are you sure you want to
play it that way?

Whatever. I was at home.

Can anyone confirm that?
Yeah. Bryce.

Who's Bryce?
My snake.

I wish everyone
was this entertaining.

Don't you have
something better to do?

I can't go anywhere.
Got to witness the interview.

When was the last time
you spoke with Brooke Phelps?

Mmm... Three days ago.

So Thursday, then?

What did you talk about?

Beer.
Not your past?

Brooke withheld information

relevant to the death of
Lauren Freeman, didn't she?

Ensured your conviction?

You went to prison because of her.

No, I went to prison
because I killed someone.

I'll ask you again.

Where were you last night
between midnight and 5am?

Still at home. Still with my snake.

Why did Brooke Phelps send you
a text message at 12:06am?

I don't even know
how that bitch got my number.

Maybe it's the flyers
you put up around town

begging people to
let you play detective?

You jealous?

Because they won't let you
play real detective?

Maybe if you didn't spend
half your career with a bent cop...

12 years, down the drain.

Brooke ruined your life.

Damford ruined yours.

So you went to her caravan
and attacked her.

It happened at her home.

(WHISPERS) Oh, for fuck's sake.

Not good, Sarge.

Where were you last night...

Oh, fuck, you're boring.
..between 12 and 5...

Five.
That's enough.

Amanda Pharrell, I am officially...
You two, fuck off. Now.

..permission to search
your residence and your vehicle.

If you refuse to comply,
I will seek...

Sergeat Hench.

A word.

Don't.

Don't listen to her.

Do you hear me? Don't say anything!

I'm only gonna say this once.
There's no need for a search.

Amanda Pharrell was with me
from around 1145 last night

until the time you arrived
at the motel.

You gonna put that on record?
If that's what you need from me.

Why did you do that?

I didn't want you to do that!

You OK?

Just golden, Conkaffey.

(STARTS ENGINE)

This must be how Icarus felt.

You're gonna need to get
a bigger fan.

(EXHALES)

You need protective gear to
be in here right now, Ronnie.

Better wait outside.

Nonetheless, Brookes attack
has got nothing to do with us.

Then why would she be messaging me?
Oh, I don't know.

Maybe she feels terrible
about what she did to you.

Anyhow, it's not our case.

Just let the cops handle it.

An hour ago, they thought I did it.

You really want to leave it
up to them to solve?

(HINGES SQUEAK)

Oh, do you knock?

Figure you hadn't eaten.
It's veggie.

Is everything alright?
Something wrong with Charlie?

It's about Brooke.

Some stuff I didn't tell the cops.

A while back,
I caught her dealing in the bar.

Corkwood.
Duboisia?

Just a leaf.

I thought you said
you didn't know who it was.

I know. I lied
'cause I made a deal with her.

What kind of deal?

Brooke said she was broke,
only doing it to get by.

So I gave her a job
if she promised to stop.

Is this part of your
'everyone deserves a second chance'

hiring policy?

And did she? Deserve it?

I saw her hanging around
with Nathan a few times,

but never saw anything else.

But this morning, I got a call
from my cousin Teagan.

From the servo?

She swore she saw Brooke there
last night, filling up.

Brooke doesn't have a car.

Teagan sent me this
after she showed the cops.

Brooke doesn't have a car,
but he does.

It all leads back to Twist
every single fucking time.

That why you gave him his tattoo?

He came at me. I struck back.

By giving him Raph?

Supposed to be helping the kid.

He didn't tell Raph, did he?

No! Twist wants to keep it that way.

Yeah, he paid me a little visit
this morning.

Had Lily give him a tour.
Shit!

I didn't think
kids were on the table.

That's low, even for him.

So maybe you don't
go off half-cocked,

accusing him of killing Brooke, huh?
I won't.

You just remember
your obsession could have serious...

What?

I won't. Go off half-cocked.

First, I'm going to prove he did it.

Do you think we could work
one case at a time,

starting with the one
we're hired to solve?

It's all the same case.

Duboisia has everything
to do with Julian's murder.

Nathan was high on it.
Julian sacked him for it.

Brooke was dealing it.

And Twist met up with her
right before she was attacked.

Paper thin.
Oh, fine! You can stay here.

I don't need you to come anyway.

Alright, alright, get in.

So where are we getting this proof?

What's grimy, lives on the water

and has a brother
who fell off a flagpole?

He and his mum pulled Brooke
out of the river alive.

Makes no sense
Trent put her in there.

Obviously, Ted.

(FLIES BUZZ)

You!

(GRUNTS AND GORANS)

Drop it. Drop it!
Oh, what the hell?

(GROANS)

Still a threat to
the native fauna, I see.

What? Oh, what do you want?

See where you fished Brooke Phelps
out of the river.

Piss off. I'm not doing shit.

(CREAKING)
Oh!

That's a shame,
'cause I WAS going to tell you

who sold that gear to your brother.

What, you know who?
You're not going to like it.

But I will tell you,

after you show us
where you found Brooke.

Yes. Good boy.

After you, big guy.

Make this quick.

I hate boats.

Yeah...

Don't know what you think
you're gonna find.

Cops have already been all over it.

There. That's where we found her.

Not the first person
we fished out of this river.

The first one still alive, but.

You didn't happen to
see anyone last night

while you were
breaking dozens of laws

and hunting protected species,
did you?

Like who?
Twist?

I don't know anything about Twist.

Can we go?
Oh, it didn't happen here.

There's no roads, no walking trails.

Just a bunch of
paper trees and bush.

Well, my guess is
she went in upriver.

Well, go on then, show us.

Most that go in are suicides,

but sometimes citysiders
come out here to dump their rubbish.

That's a euphemism.
Yeah, we caught that.

And, no, I haven't seen Twist
out here either.

Where does this road go?
Down the coast.

So you're going to tell me
who sold that shit to my brother?

You saved her life this morning.

Oh, shit.

She wakes up,
I'll fucking kill her myself!

This must have been
where she went over.

She really was dumped like rubbish.

Good.
You don't mean that.

Piss off, Ted. What would you know?

You can hate her
AND feel bad she got hurt.

(PHONE RINGS)
They're not mutually exclusive.

They are to me.

Hey, Val.

Yeah.

I'll tell her.

Thanks.

Told you I'd never forgive you.

Whatever you want, talk to Raph.

Family Tree is his business now,
not that he deserves it.

I'm done! I said I quit.

Did you kill Julian?
You know I didn't.

Did you kill Brooke?
Who?

Then I don't give a fuck
what you do, Debbie!

Fuck you! Fuck all of you!

Twist!

What did you do to Brooke?

I thought the lost little lamb
was your sworn enemy.

Why did you kill her?

So she gave up the fight.

It wasn't an apology
you needed from her,

it was the power to
keep her suffering.

Now she's taken that
from you as well.

I know she was
in your car last night.

You're jealous?

What did you do to Brooke?

I took her home. Then I went to bed.

Bullshit.

Like I said to your friend,
Detective Sweeney,

Brooke was a fighter.

there'll be DNA left on her,
and it won't be mine.

Frankly, I'm a little hurt
that you didn't know that already.

No-one's ever found someone
I've tried to kill still breathing.

Is that all?

You didn't want to add to your
little artwork from the other night?

Fuck you!

Fuck you and your bloody snake.

(HISSING)

You could have let yourself in.

It wasn't Twist.

I know we do stupid shit together,
but I'm still here, aren't I?

So...

What now?

You remember those days in prison...

..where you never think
you'll make it through?

When someone's gunning for you,

but then it gets to lights out
and you're still there.

And you look down
at your pillow like...

Like it was the most beautiful
thing you'd ever seen.

Brooke didn't know
how to live with herself.

And she needed me to forgive her,
but...

..I just...I couldn't.

Now I'll never get the chance.

I'll never get
the fucking chance, Ted.

Are you sure it's her
you need to forgive?

(EXHALES)

Start over in the morning.

Hey.

Don't.

(WHISTLING)

Were you just whistling?

So, I was thinking...

..Claire's attacker,

what if he got the pup
from a shelter?

They have records.

I mean, there's
a lot of animal shelters

in the Greater Sydney region.

Yeah.

Hold on.

Alright.

Here's a few from within 30 minutes
of where Claire was attacked.

Not bad, Conkaffey.
We can start there.

Now, why did you call me in
before my second cup of coffee?

Oh.

Because we've been missing someone.

Two someones, actually.

Meet Sharon and Linda.
Who?

The heavies who were
harassing Brooke the other night.

The same dudes we saw at Tayla's.

Ah. With the "coffee trader".

So Tayla admitted that
one of them was family.

So I did a little
social media stalking

and - meet Ronnie's cousin Reggie,

also known as Linda,

and his mate George,

also known as...
Sharon.

Got it. Kind of.

So we know that there is
a duboisia link to Family Tree,

and therefore to Julian.

We know that Brooke
was dealing the shit

and that those guys
had an issue with her.

So, whatever the duboisia link
to Crimson Lake,

you best believe old mate
Sharon and Linda are involved.

You got an address?
Yeah. What do you think?

Right.

Book was selling leaf for me, Raph.
I know.

And I'm sorry that she's dead.

But it makes no sense
for Ezra to have done it.

He needs all of this to work.

It's a dumb move to go around
knocking people off.

Yeah, unless Brooke got in the way.

What's going to happen
if me and Mum piss him off?

It wasn't him.

OK, just do what he says
until we can figure it out.

What happened to you
not wanting any part of it?

Well, which is it?

You want in? You want out?

Just helping my girlfriend out.

So what?
I don't mind.

But you got to stick to
the decisions you made.

Told you.

I'm out.
That's good.

That's cool.

Why don't you go celebrate -
getting Debbie out of your hair.

Tayla and I, we got a run to make.
Me?

Family will help the medicine
go down, don't you think?

No. You don't need Tayla
for this.

OK. It's cool.

Take your mum instead.

Alright, Ezra, alright, alright.

I will go with you. OK?

Go home, Raph. You're out.

Love the creepy pirate vibes.
What do you think?

Wouldn't count on an invitation.

(DOG BARKS)
(ENGINE REVS)

Every sick fucking thing.

(BARKS)
Shut up, dog!

Just fucking shut up!

Nah, how many times, dickhead?

What?
Schweigen! Schweigen.

Why'd you train them in German?

No point in having guard dogs
anyone can give orders to.

No point having guard dogs that
are only under your control.

It's been ages, mate.
Time to suck it up.

Start sprechen sie Deutsch.

(CLATTERING)
It's doing my head in.

What the fuck is that?

The hell are you doing here?

Ronnie didn't give you the heads up?

We're not only in
the agricultural business anymore.

From now on, your bananas
will be delivered like this.

(DOGS BARK)

Since when were you
part of any of it?

I don't think our buyer's
going to like it.

You fail to see the possibilities.

Which, to be fair, is a problem
for people with limited imagination.

Fuck you say?

(LAUGHS)

Relax.
(DOGS CONTINUE BARKING)

We've just made your buyer, Khalid -
Khalid?

We just made Khalid's business
a whole lot more lucrative,

more profitable, easier
by doing the refining ourselves.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Shit... (SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
You dumb dogs!

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Schweigen!

(BARKING STOPS)

You cool with this, bub?

It's her idea, wasn't it, Tayla?

Yeah. It's cool, Linda.

It's what we're doing now.

You know, you can tell Khalid.

TED: She doesn't look
too happy to be here.

Check out the tyres on the ute.

Check out the tyres on the ute!

(BARKING)

If those tires were new,
I bet it's all four.

Could be a coincidence.

But, if it IS the ute
we're looking for...

Then Twist's in business
with his brother's killers.

Come on.

Oi! Where are you going? This place
is crawling with evidence.

And eyeballs. Let's get out of here.
No!

I'm done asking questions
that no-one will answer.

That's your plan, right?
More talking.

Actually, I was thinking we come
back, break in when it gets dark.

OK.

What were you thinking?

You ever pull a stunt like that
with my daughter again...

Hands off, Ronnie.

Now.

Maybe I'll tell someone
about that tattoo of yours.

You're seeing things, Ronnie.

It's going to be alright.

You're going to be out of debt.

Tayla will get her inheritance.
Your cousin will be rich.

All's forgiven, as long as
you don't do anything stupid.

No forgiveness for that.

Mum... Mum!

It's OK.

(PHONE CHIMES)

(CAR APPROACHES AND STOPS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(PHONE CHIMES)

Just like the good, old days...

..you rushing off to be a hero,

while I sit and wait and hope
that the phone doesn't ring.

Yeah.

Just like the old days.

Hey.

The difference is Lily is older.

She picks up on everything.

(WHISPERS) I mean everything.

If we're going to do this, Ted,
things have to change.

She has to come first.

She will.

I just...

I gotta finish this.

Yeah. Hi.
Uh, my name's Amanda Pharrell.

I'm just calling in regards to
an email I sent you

about a Maltese puppy.

Yeah. You texted me
a photo of a Bichon Frise.

Got it, got it. And, um...

And what was the name?

Yeah, yeah, I see her. Um...

And, just to confirm, that was...
that was June of that year.

Correct?

As much as I enjoy
not having you blabber at me...

Bichon Frise, Ted.
Huh?

The cops had the wrong breed of dog.

What are you...
Claire!

Look.

Spot the difference.

Maltese terrier -
an expensive walking bath mat.

Bichon Frise -

a fucking expensive walking bathmat.

OK.

The day after Claire was attacked,

a Bichon Frise puppy
was dropped off at a shelter

20 minutes
from where they found Claire.

It all fits, if the attacker

didn't GET the puppy
from the shelter,

but dumped it there afterwards,
with a broken leg.

The microchip was still
registered to the breeder,

so the shelter gave her back.

Do they know which breeder?

They can't remember.

But how many Bichon breeders
could there possibly be?

OK. Well, let's not
get ahead of ourselves.

Geez, Amanda,
you're fucking awesome.

I think that's
what you meant to say.

Yes, that's exactly
what I mean to say.

Yeah.

But, uh, it's too late
to start calling breeders tonight.

Meanwhile, let's go solve a murder.

Right. Get out of here!

I taught you how to do that.
And I perfected it.

(BARKING)

I got cranky too,
spending my life in a cage.

Makes the geese
seem like church mice.

Boxes.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

Shit.

(BANGING, CLATTERING)

All four, brand-spanking-new.

Oi, Conkaffey, come check this out.

What are you doing?
It's a GPS.

Hold on. I'll turn the car on.
Let's go!

No, don't...
(MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY)

Let's get out of here!

Turn that off!
What's going on here?

Shit!
Turn the light off, idiot.

Get down!

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Show yourselves
or I'll release the dogs!

(LINDA SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)

(METALLIC CLANKING)

(SHOUTS COMMANDS TO DOGS)

Fucking hate that song.

(TURNS CAR OFF, MUSIC STOPS)

(BARKING CONTINUES)
(SHOUTS COMMAND)

Oh, fuck!

Amanda!

Oh...

Nein.

Schweigen. Schweigen.

Wo ist die Toilette?

Ich hatte gerne zwei Kaffees.

Schweigen. Schweigen.

The hell did you
learn to speak German?

Prison.

Figures.

Let's get the hell out of here.

You almost got us killed
for that thing.

This 'thing' is a GPS.

You sure Redemption Point
isn't on there?

It only holds
the last eight destinations.

And these coordinates
are in here three times.

So whatever it is,
it must be important.

In the middle of the state forest?
Come on.

You sure we're going the right way?
Yes, I'm sure.

I put the coordinates in my phone.

Let me see that thing.

Can you just fucking trust me
for once?

You must drive Kelly insane.

Hey, hey, don't try to use my wife
against me, OK?

Your wife?

Alright, spit it out.

I didn't say anything.
No, but you want to.

(SCOFFS)

Look, I mean, the thing is,
this might come as a shock...

You and Kelly
are getting back together.

Mate, you called her your wife.

And you used to call her your wife
when you first got here, too.

And then she was your ex. And now...

We know what's
going to happen, alright?

What's gonna happen is
you're gonna go back to Sydney.

Nothing has been decided.

Yeah, but you don't really
have a choice, do you?

You got to do it for Lily.

You and me, Ted, we are fucked.

But Lily has an actual chance
of being normal.

And if you can give her that
by being a family again,

then you go back to Sydney.

You...

..never look back.

Yeah, but...

What about...
We're here.

Where the hell is here?

Duboisia?
Has to be.

This is not a small-time operation.

How much you reckon
all of this is worth?

A lot of bananas.

For that kind of money,
I would murder someone.

Again.

Whoever is behind this is serious
about protecting their plants.

More cameras.

I count at least four.

We should get out of here.

Turn around.

Why?
Just do it.

What are you...? What?

What are you?

Amanda...

Will you just relax and trust me?

What are you...?
Al...

..most...done. There.

What have you done?

Just sending the crop owners a
little invitation they can't refuse.

(AIR HISSES)

Fuck.

Got something!

I didn't see it!
How could I have not seen it?

Hate to say it, but Twist was right.

It makes sense that the person

with the skills to run
a successful retreat

would also have the skills
to run a successful drug business.

Please don't do this.

Either you start talking
or I walk in there

and give the police the biggest bust
this town's ever seen.

I gave you an alibi
and you bit my head off.

I don't need your help.

Either Amanda's got into your head
about something,

or you're actually starting to give
a shit about the people in this town.

Can't it be both?

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