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Hello, and welcome to our show.

My name is Alexa Crowe.

And I'm Miranda Lee.

And this is our TV special.

We're going to show them
some of our talents. OK.

- Amazing.
- Thank you very much.

Can't wait to get my runners back on.

Show off.

I've been thinking about
your old headmistress,

Imelda Beecroft.

She was my English teacher.

Sure, but she was
headmistress when she died.

Back in March, yeah.

Did you end up going to the funeral?

No. God, no. Too hard.

Why?

Everyone adored her, right?

Yeah, I did. She, er, changed my life.

You don't think that was an accident?

Oh, my God.

I've been going back over the details

and something's just been niggling at me.

Can't shake it.

So, she leaves her office
to go home at 5:30pm

and drops by the school rowing sheds.

The place was deserted.

No-one saw her go in.

Apparently, she climbed up on a boat rack

to grab a high poster.

"Access All Areas"?

Some student grabbed it, got banned.

Privileged kids wanting more privileges.

Miss Beecroft's extra weight
on the boat rack was enough

to pull it from the wall.

The boats came down on top of her.

Tell me she didn't suffer.

She was there about half an hour.

Oh, God!

The school board wanted
it all done very quietly.

Boxes got ticked, case closed.

But who would have a motive to kill her?

Deputy Head got her job.

And she was the one that found the body.

Might be a coincidence...

...might not.

But who better to find out
than a Pemberton old girl?

Who's the new headmistress?

She's an old girl too,
actually, round your vintage.

Miranda Lee.

What? You know her?

Yeah, I do.

We've had this conversation.
That is not regulation length.

I want you to speak to your mother.
I don't want an argument about it.

I want her to justify money.
Now, in you go, Angelina.

Come on, you girls, quick sticks!

Morning, Aileen. Sarah.

In you go.

Come on!

Quick sticks, and don't
give me any of that...

...malarky excuses about
the tram being late.

In you go.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I reckon you probably can.

Alexa? Is that you?

- Miranda.
- Oh! Ha!

Oh, wow!

35 years it's...

Oh, well, I'm not counting.

You... you should have come
to some of the reunions. What...?

Come on. Did you really expect me to?

Didn't you want to join the police?

Yeah.

Ah! That was a bit ironic.

What did you do in the end?

I joined the police.

Excuse me, just a bit of a big day today.

Uh, Judy, did you send for Gemma?
I've lost the grant files again.

Ah, great, thanks.

So, as you can see, nothing
much has changed around here.

Except for, uh, the computers.

I see the chairs of death are
still where they always were.

I remember seeing you sitting there.

Quite a lot.

I don't remember seeing you.

Well...

...I was a good girl.

You just didn't get caught.

Mrs Lee?

Oh, Alexa, this is Gemma.

She helped us with our new
IT system, last year.

I'm still a bit at sea.

Yeah, well, the interface
isn't very intuitive.

Oh, my God. Hate that.

Gemma is one of our star pupils.

Actually, she's a scholarship girl,

like you were.

Oh, well, good for you. You'll go far.

How far did you go?

I am, let's say, a work in progress.

My office is this way.

How long you been teaching here?

20 years.

Mm. Well, your desk now.

Yeah.

I wish I'd got it another way.

Alexa...

...what are you doing here?

I'm just helping out the police.

Tying up loose ends, you
know, about Miss Beecroft.

You think it wasn't an accident?

Always question the obvious.

Did you learn that in the police?

No, right here.

With Miss Beecroft.

Miss Beecroft always had a soft
spot for you, scholarship girls.

It was smart kids that she liked.

Didn't see you at the funeral.

Careful, girls, please. Just...
careful with those.

So is this door code kept secret?

No.

Uh, all the rowers have
it, most of the teachers.

How often is it used?

Constantly.
I mean, people in and out all day.

Practice starts at 5am.

The double and single sculls
sometimes go out at lunchtime.

And then, the top eights practise
after school till about 4:30pm.

I was doing my 6pm rounds
before going home,

and then I saw that the
shed door was left open.

And...

...this is where I found her.

I could barely breathe.

So, what the heck was she
doing in here, anyway?

Well, they found the remnants
of a poster, so, I assume that...

But, how did she know it was in here?

I don't know.

So, high poster,

stepped up on rack,

reaches up.

I mean... Oh!

Seems pretty damn solid.

What the heck went wrong on the day?

Not sure.

Well, was there rot? Did
they replace the wall frame?

No, they said that it was fine.

The maintenance men put it to rights

as soon as the police
had finished with it.

Who ordered that?

- I did.
- Really?

Are you in the police or not?

Do they even know that you're here?

You seem nervous. Are you nervous?

No.

Tell me about these posters.

Who is the Access All Areas group?

Yeah, the almond croissant's delicious.

Yum. Yeah, almond is a
lot like something else.

It's, like, chunky, delicious...

Girls. Girls.

This is Alexa, one of our old girls.

This is Blanche and Edith

and Juliana.

Hi, girls.

I was hoping I could just
ask you a few questions.

Oh, for the love of God!

After everything that's happened!

How dare you!

The civil rights movement didn't stop

after they shot Martin Luther King.

Are you comparing your petty rebellion

to the civil rights movement?

Can I look at that?

You know, this could be evidence.

Right. I'll be in my office.

Thanks.

Are you a cop?

I just wanted to ask you about this?

It's pretty basic. Boarders just
want to be allowed out at night.

Mm. Yeah, in my day, you,
uh, had to fill in a form,

and give three days' notice.

- Yeah, it's still the same.
- Yeah, it's bullshit.

The school's stuck in the Stone Age.

Miss Beecroft wouldn't allow it?

No, but Spike is the enforcer.

Spike?

Lee.

- Oh.
- Mrs Lee ripped down all the posters,

gave us all detention and put
us all in her black book.

Wait, she has an actual black book?

It's a full-on shit file.

She threatens us with expulsion
if we don't stay in line.

Ah, voice of experience, huh?

She'd have a whole chapter on me.

So, March 12.

There was one of these
posters in the boat shed.

It wasn't us.

Were you rowing that afternoon?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

All day. Packed up at 4:30pm.

And what were you doing
between then and 5:30pm?

In the dorms.

Together.

- All three of you?
- Yeah.

Anyone see you?

Nah.

Right.

Oi, give us the poster back!

Thanks.

Hi, 'Georgeous'.

- Hey.
- Hey.

We're not putting up
shelves in your bathroom, are we?

Not even close.

How good is it, you going
back to your old school?

I mean, apart from the murder.

Alleged.

Smells the same, that's all I'm saying.

OK, an 8mm pilot hole,
right here, please.

Alright.

Oi!

It's after 5pm!

Tradesmen aren't allowed to use

power tools on the property after 5pm!

Oh. Yeah, well, it's lucky
we're not tradesmen then, eh?

Well, legally you're in locum
as trades persons, so...

Legally, is a cordless
drill even a power tool?

It's a tool that uses power.

Ah, not much.

Is a curling wand a power tool?

It's about the noise, Alexa.
You know it's about the noise.

Oh, I thought it was about being a tool.

Ha!

Let's not fight a test case over
your little renovations, shall we,

but... you know?

Righto, thanks, Dawn.

- Can I drill some more holes, please?
- Sadly, we don't need them.

But have you got a
ratchet to drive this in?

- It's so rusty.
- Yeah, 150mm. Same as the boat shed.

That's it. Right.

Ready?

Alright, that's good. That's good.

OK, now, I want you to
put your back into this.

We're going to try to rip
this sucker out, alright?

- OK, on three.
- You push.

Three.

Harder!

Ugh!

Alright, there is no way

that four of those failed
at once, rusty or not.

Not an accident, then?

Definitely not a bloody accident.

Ooh! It's chilly today.

Hello?

OK, I have got here sour dough,
obviously, multi grain...

- Mmm.
- And I threw in a rye

'cause I'm experimenting.

You're in luck. I'm
experimenting with coffee.

Turmeric latte?

Yuck! No, thanks. I mean,
I want to, but I can't.

- Hey.
- Hey, uh, you're Alexa?

- Yeah.
- I love your ciabatta. I'm Hannah.

Hi, Hannah. Are you working here?

Just helping out.

Cool. Nice meeting you.

Same.

So... girlfriend?

Ah... yeah.

But not the one I saw you with yesterday?

That was, uh, Sophia. She's...
she's not my girlfriend.

Well, if you're honest,
nobody gets hurt, right?

OK, have a good one. Bye, Hannah.

Bye.

I dug up what I could
on Miss Beecroft's funeral.

Uh, photos I found online.

And there were a lot of tears.

Not just the students'.

Yeah, I bet there were.

You really liked her?

Yeah, I did.

Why didn't you go?

'Cause I hate the funerals
of people I love.

Mm. Who are you thinking killed her?

Your old school friend?

Oh, look, there was a time
when I, uh, would have liked

to have been her friend, but...

Funny, Miranda always thought
she owned the school,

now she kind of does.

Oh, are these the rowing eights?

Ah, yes, the gods who walk among us.

They're angry 'cause they
can't skip out of school

- and hook up with boys.
- Well, fair enough. A girl's gotta live.

Oh, I emailed you the link to the eulogy.

Someone recorded it and posted it online.

Oh, who gave it? Anyone I know?

A student. Gemma something.

Hm.

Miss Beecroft knew us, every one of us,

by name, before the end of term one.

And more than our names,

she understood what
kind of people we are.

Somehow, she knew when we were lost...

...drowning a bit at school,
and she held out her hand.

Miss Beecroft gave her time to me
and others who needed that hand.

She showed me I had a
place at the school,

and in the world.

And she helped us recognise ourselves,

and what we could become.

Hurry up, I want you
in the water in five minutes!

If you drop it, you pay for it.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, hi.

I was just listening to your
eulogy for Miss Beecroft.

- It's really beautiful.
- Thanks.

Come on! We've only got
90 minutes on the water.

Hardest thing I've ever done.

Yeah, I bet.

Hopeless.

Absolutely hopeless.

You know, when I was here,

she used to call me into the
staff room all the time

for coffee and a nice little chat.

Did she put brandy in it then?

Yes, always.

- She was still doing that, huh?
- Yeah.

God!

Yeah.

You said that she really
understood people

and that she could look inside them.

It was her superpower.

Bridget, hurry up!

Did she get you?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, much better than I did
at 15 years old, that's for sure.

But of course, not everybody
likes feeling that exposed.

Did she ever put people's
noses out of joint?

Miss Beecroft and Lee used to fight.

Hardcore.

Mrs Lee can screech.

- What did they fight about?
- All sorts of stuff.

Miss Beecroft ignoring Mrs Lee, mostly.

Well, yeah.

So, when was the last time you remember?

The day Miss Beecroft died.

But you didn't mention
that to the police?

Spike's a vindictive bitch.

Hey, Spike.

You fought with Beecroft
the day she died.

Who told you that?

Is it true?

I may have raised my voice a bit.

I mean, she could be very stubborn.

What did you fight about?

Well, our history teacher was off sick

and Miss Beecroft insisted on
taking all the classes herself.

It was typical.

Are these paper records?

She hated computers.

It's all there.

Every student she ever taught.

Oh, my God.

Her life's work.

Would you mind?

Are... are you kicking
me out of my own office?

Yep, hop it.

Come on.

Right. Well, I was going
to get a coffee anyway.

You've got five minutes.

"Alexa Crowe is clever,

"but she needs to be honest with herself.

"I watched Alexa light up
her maths class today.

"She can be sharp,

"but it doesn't happen enough.

"I'm concerned that the scholarship
will be wasted on her."

"I'm not losing this one.

"The police believed my story.

"It's time for a serious
talk with Miss Crowe.

"She needs to make a choice."

"Gemma Shaw is the
smartest child I've met.

"Scholarship girls have trouble,
but Gemma is a chess champion.

"So proud of her."

"We've given Juliana Lloyd

"more than enough rope to hang herself."

"Miranda is much more afraid

"of her parents' influence
than she needs to be.

"We can get by without their money."

Katie, you've got to match
Harriet's recovery.

Watch your shoulders, watch!

Have you got a sec?

Yeah, if I stop yelling, they'll
just row around in circles anyway.

I've seen your school records.

You've got a lot of black marks.

So what?

I was just wondering how you survived.

It seems like they're on the point
of expelling you at any moment.

Come on, keep it flat!
Give me a power ten.

Yeah, well, that's Spike's game.

Hold expulsion over our
heads and make a deal.

Behave. Coach the juniors.

Does anyone ever get expelled?

Yeah, a couple each
year. Spike's a psycho.

But it was Miss Beecroft
who wanted you gone.

Yeah, my family paid for these boats.

We don't get expelled.

Beecroft didn't get it, but
Lee knows it deep down.

And Beecroft's not around anymore.

Hm. Sad face.

Hey!

Hi.

What did you think of Juliana?

Oh, she's like a lot of
girls I used to know.

She got me into a quad sculls team
in Year 10, and then unfriended me.

Five minutes of friendship.

- I get it.
- Nah. I was her pet.

Well, you have done very well.

You know, a lot of girls can go nuts

when they find themselves on the outer.

They can flame out.

Is that what happened to you?

I find that success is the best revenge.

So, tell me how the expulsions work?

Mrs Lee handed out the discipline?

Miss B loaded the gun.

Spike pulled the trigger.

Did they ever argue about that?

I don't know.

Expulsions are pretty rare.

- Oh.
- See ya.

See ya.

Sweetheart...

...detention's been cancelled.
You're off the hook.

Oh, just leave the files on my desk, Jen.

Jean? Never mind.

You know, you have really
got my mind whirling.

Man, there are just so
many 'if onlys', you know?

If only she hadn't gone to the shed.

If only she hadn't taken
the history class.

What's history got to do with it?

Well, she stayed back to mark
test papers for Year 11.

Otherwise, she would
have gone home earlier.

Whereas you like to stay late.

I can get more things
done when it's quiet.

Things like your black book?

It's more of a memory aid.

You use it to blackmail difficult
students into submission.

Who told you that?

Juliana Lloyd.

I need to see that black book.

I've never sat in one of these chairs.

Yes, these chairs are mighty hard
on the old arse after the first hour,

let me tell you.

Ooh, alphabetical!

You have been a busy little bee.

Check out Genevieve
Tang's condom collection.

It's quite the highlight.

It's under T.

Wait a minute. You had
a marijuana garden?

Oh, yeah. It was on the roof.

- Which dorm?
- Henty.

Oh, I used to smoke it there.

Yeah.

Got any photos of that operation?

No, I deleted them.

I thought you were
concentrating on Miranda Lee.

OK.

Fear of expulsion could be a motive.

All of the girls who made
that poster were on warning.

Miranda keeps a shit file.

How classy.

- This Gemma Shaw.
- Yeah, dux of the college,

and hydroponic dope farmer.

I'm impressed.

Yeah, she's talented.

She grew it in the roof
and then used the cash

to keep up with her rich mates.

How did you keep up with your rich mates?

- Mmm.
- I did what I had to do.

And no police record to
show for it. It's like magic.

Ah, I had a guardian angel.

Did Miss Beecroft keep Gemma
from getting expelled, too?

No, I don't think so. That
was Miranda's system.

She kept the girls in line by
threatening them with expulsion.

And the school doesn't have the
embarrassment of drug squad raids.

Nope.

It's smart and it's cunning.

But why kill the adorable old Miss B
when it wasn't even her system?

Talk soon.

Thanks for this.

Thank you!

Will this take long?

Relax, school's done for the day.

It's never done for the day.

I have to get back by six
o'clock to do my rounds.

So, you do your rounds
every day at this time?

Every evening before I go home.

Look, what are you...? What's this about?

You know, the girls use that
rowing shed until about 4:30pm,

I've seen them climbing
all over the racks.

So, it means that the rack
must have been tampered with

after the girls left at 4:30
but before Beecroft showed up.

Tampered with? What...?

What time did you say
Beecroft normally went home?

4:30, like clockwork.

Hm.

But on this day, she stayed
late to do the marking?

- Yeah.
- Who else knew she was there?

- Not sure.
- Well, you did.

I had nothing to do with
what happened to her.

- This... you can't possibly... I didn't
- Miranda...

I do believe you. I do.

Look, Miss Beecroft wasn't
supposed to tear down that poster.

Someone was expecting
you doing your rounds.

Beecroft wasn't supposed to die.

You were.

Ungrateful little shits.

I've given my life to that school.

Hey, it's not all of them.

It's just one sad kid, maybe a couple.

Who?

Well, I made a list of all the kids
who were in trouble by last March.

Juliana and her friends,

Jasmine Liu, the Trenton twins,

er... Kirsten Oldfield and Gemma Shaw.

You really should have called
the police on that one, mate.

I couldn't.

It would have broken
Miss Beecroft's heart.

It was a lot of dope.

I gave Gemma a good fright.

You know, I made her stay while I
photographed the whole lot of it.

Then, we made an arrangement
and I deleted the photos.

She's been good as gold ever since.

I miss her.

Yeah, I'm really sorry

that I didn't go to her funeral.

There's something I want to show you.

How long have you been
carrying this around?

Just since you turned up.

I had it copied from Video8.

Hello, and welcome to our show.

My name is Alexa Crowe, and...

Oh, is this that tape?

Mm-hm.

Look at us.

We were babies!

With booze.

- And you know what else I've got?
- What?

- No!
- I've Beecroft's keys.

Oh, I was such a little shit!

You're an even bigger shit now.

La!

Oh, don't do it. Don't do it...

- I did.
- Oh, but you did it.

Yes!

♪ Think about you and think about me ♪

♪ Think about you, how
happy we'll be... ♪

♪ La-da-de-da, la-da-de-da ♪

♪ La-da-de-da, da-da-de-da ♪

♪ Thinking about you ♪

♪ Thinking about me ♪

♪ Na-na-na, me ♪

♪ There ain't no place I'd rather be... ♪

Thank you for watching our show.

That was good music.

Yeah, it was.

I'll be the driver. You be
the looker-outerer, OK?

We really shouldn't be doing this.

- Oh! That's nice shakey cam.
- Thank you.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Oh, no, no, no! No!

Is that it?

Well, I had to make sure
that you weren't dead.

Here we go!

- What have you done?
- What have I done?

You didn't even help me, Miranda!

- Oh, that is so messed up.
- I wasn't the one driving the car.

Yes, you were.

For the record, this has
nothing to do with me.

Well, you were filming it.

It was all Alexa.

You know what you are?

Like, one of those documentary makers

who films the lemmings
going off the cliff

and doesn't stop them.

I don't think lemmings actually do that,

and B, number two, you were
the one who crashed the car.

And I was sure that I was
going to get blamed.

Is that why you gave this
video to Miss Beecroft?

How did you not get expelled?

Miss Beecroft told the
police that she was driving.

She was just so good.

She, like, took me in her
arms, gave me a big hug

and told me to start being
honest with myself,

or I was going to end up in jail.

And honestly, that was a turning point.

Bullshit.

You punched me in the face after that.

Well, snitches get stitches.

You were a bully.

And you were a dobber.

Ding.

You know,

Gemma's like you were.

Smart, strong, stubborn.

Great left hook?

No... but she does grow
really great dope.

And you destroyed it all.

Most of it.

Want to destroy some more?

And there she is.

What the hell?

I had a very big night.

That's all you get.

- Double shot for you, then.
- To go, please.

Double espresso to go, please.

How's the double-dipping going?

What are you, a... a... a life
coach and a breadmaker now?

Come on, Georgie, truth hurts sometimes.

Lay it on me.

Hannah's staking me for
the renovations, OK?

We're going to expand upstairs.

Yeah. Well, I'm not your mother.

Are you crazy?

Your girlfriend's going to
be your business partner

and at the same time, you
want to doink someone else.

Double shot to go!

Thanks, babe.

Oh, thank God.

- Have a nice day.
- Thank you.

Wait up!

Sarah. Sarah!

Alexa, hey!

- Hey, how you going?
- Oh, hey, Gemma.

- Oh, hello.
- Oh, sorry. Um...

Alexa, this is my mum, Kate.

She's here for the parents' meeting.

Hello, Kate. You must be
very proud of your daughter.

School dux.

- But I always knew she'd do that.
- Mum.

What did I always say,
ever since you were a kid?

I'm special.

Gemma's going to do Law,
maybe go into politics.

We need another smart woman in the lodge.

No doubt.

Are you Gemma's teacher? Is she needed?

No, I'm just an old girl
looking in on Muck-up Day.

So, I'll leave you to it.

She's a credit to you.

Hey, Mads, what up?

I've checked your expulsion brigade
girls against the school records.

It's all very discreet.
Nothing in writing to anyone.

Yeah, and nothing to dent
the school image, I bet.

Jasmine Liu was off sick that day.

Three of the girls had extra classes,

and Gemma Shaw was in Extension Maths

from 5pm until 6pm.

Where was that?

Uh, Building C, room 9.

Oh, I know it well.

Um, and there's another girl
from the list you can cross off.

Kirsten Oldfield.

She was expelled at the
start of the year.

- Also Year 12?
- I think she was.

Gemma Shaw's roommate, too.

So, if she had a deal with Miss
Lee, something went wrong.

That is interesting.

The truth comes at a price.

Have you seen Mrs Lee anywhere?

Oh!

A reminder that our OHS guidelines

expressly forbid the use of
flour and water bombs today.

Thank you.

- Miranda.
- Are they behaving themselves?

No!

I hate this day.

Listen, Miranda.

One or more of those kids out
there tried to kill you.

We've got to get on top of this.

Look.

See this?

Now, the remnants of the poster
that were taped to the boat

do not match the tears on the
poster trapped with Miss Beecroft.

I mean, they're close,
but they're not a match.

So?

It means that there was more
than one poster in the boat shed,

and that the murderer
came back to collect them

before you found Miss Beecroft's body.

But they missed one.

Oh, Miss Beecroft would not want this.

The school's reputation
is just going to be...

- A woman is dead, Miranda!
- Shh!

Schools don't get to
cover shit up anymore.

Miss Beecroft dedicated
her life to this school.

- Nope. Miss Beecroft
- You do not get to walk in here...

dedicated herself to us. The girls.

Alright? And if you had channelled her

instead of playing these
power games, then...

What?

None of this would have happened.

Look, the girls said you
ripped down all the posters,

so where did the ones in
the boat shed come from?

Filing cabinet. Bottom drawer.

Miss Beecroft didn't
want them all destroyed.

- You kidding me?
- Kept a stash of them.

- They're not there.
- Oh, no, that can't be right.

There were at least half a dozen.

Oh, no, that's weird.

No, that's good.

Thanks, Miranda.

Doughnut, doughnut, doughnut, doughnut.

Bah!

It's a cliche.

It's not meant for you.
It's a teacher trap.

Well, good luck with that.

It's just like catching rats.
You've got to have the right bait.

You're not wrong there.

Well, yeah, of course I'm not,
otherwise I wouldn't have said it.

Hah!

Oh, my God, you nearly
gave me a heart attack.

Sorry.

What are you doing?

I'm just trying to figure out some stuff.

Cool. Anything I can help you with?

Maybe.

On March 12, did you see
anyone walking around

when you were on your way to maths class?

Uh... I dunno.

It was a long time ago.

Well, where were you before class?

I was in my dorm.

During the maths class,
your teacher remembers

that you left for about 10 minutes.

Did you see anything suspicious then?

No, just went to the toilet.

Thanks, Gemma.

It's a big help.

I'm trying to make some kind of headway.

Oh, Mads.

I am in the very room
where I first learned

about Fibonacci's numbers.

Oh, they're so cool.

I still count the pointy bits on
pinecones when I get a chance.

Ha! I just like knowing
that zero's a real number.

Hey, I've checked out
Gemma's hydroponic rig.

How'd you do that?

From Miranda's phone.

People sometimes don't know

their iPhone is saving everything
to the cloud automatically.

Oh, I see, you retrieved
them from the cloud.

Yeah, 'retrieved' is a
great way to put it.

I am in room C9 looking out the window.

I'm sure this is important.

Got a lovely view of the
path to the boat shed.

I could see the rat take the cheese.

I'll send them through.

OK, I'll take a look at them.

Mads, can you run down to
the hardware store for me?

I need you to get something.

Hello?

_

Reach for it, Gemma.

Lee said you wanted to see me?

Well, that's everything
you always wanted.

What?

Just step up on the
boat rack and grab it.

You're not going to, are you?

You think I loosened the
screws like you did?

I'm sorry, I don't know
what you're talking about.

You knew where the posters were
hidden in Miss Beecroft's office.

You'd been in there
enough times with her.

You laid out the bait.

All those Access All Areas posters
leading to the boat shed.

Because you knew Mrs Lee would
be doing the rounds at 6pm

and you knew she hated that group.

So you took one and stuck
it to the top boat.

And then, you used a wrench
to loosen the coach screws

that hold the rack to the wall.

It was the same wrench that you used

for the dope garden under the roof space.

I saw it in a picture that
Mrs Lee took last year.

She said she wiped those photos.

Yeah, but... pfft, I found them.

So, you went back to your maths class,

and you waited.

You probably thought Miss Beecroft
had gone home at a normal time,

so what a shock when you saw
her taking the bait instead.

And you race out of the maths class,

and you're trying to get
here, but too late.

So, what do you do?

When you see that nice
old lady on the ground,

do you panic? No,
because you're nothing if not resilient.

You go on with the plan.

And you collect up the posters to
make the plan not seem so obvious.

But you missed one.

That's a fantasy.

You've got nothing.

I've got motive.

A conviction for growing dope
would mean no legal career,

no politics and no power.

And you couldn't trust Mrs Lee

to stick with the bargain, could you?

Not after she'd expelled Kirsten.

I guess Kirsten was on
the same deal as you.

- We both know Lee's a liar.
- Really?

You know, you really needed
to dispose of the wrench

more carefully.

Gemma, I've seen you with your mother.

Disappointing her is
not an option, is it?

- Gemma.
- I'm so... I'm sorry.

Gemma, what have you done?

What have you done?

Come here, come here, come here.

Come here, come here.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Sorry.

- Hey.
- Hi, sorry.

So, young Gemma's confessed
to the whole thing.

She's a bit of a mess.

Yeah, Gemma's a kid.

Borderline genius, maybe, but
still just a kid under pressure.

It's lucky you found that wrench.

Or a picture of the wrench.

You know, Madison found an exact replica.

Mm.

You going to eat something?
I could murder a gnocchi.

Yeah.

You know, that wrench turns
up in court we are f...

All I know is, I do things my own way

and I think Miss Beecroft would approve.

That's all I care about tonight.

Hey, George, how's things?

Hey. You were right, and I
don't want to talk about it.

What was I right about?

No renovations.

- Just honesty.
- Oh, the price of truth.

But, er...

...usually worth paying, right?

- Yeah.
- Two gnocchi, please.

- Cool.
- Cheers.

I think Miss Beecroft had
another win tonight.

Patrick Mandel. His body was found
in a grave at Oak Hill Cemetery,

only this grave was already occupied.

How much more of this random
interrogation do I have to put up with?

Your boyfriend was found in a
grave, and you run a funeral home.

His girlfriend says she didn't
know about the gambling.

So, why was she standing beside
him at an ATM in the casino

18 months ago?

You know when you get a box of ashes?

How can you be sure that all
the right bits are in there?

I don't care what you do with my body

as long as it's the
least expensive option.

What I do with your body?

Clear.