All language subtitles for The.Gulf.S01E04

I need you to find my daughter.

He's got connections, Jess, and
he's using them to put heat on us.

- (EXCLAIMS)
- Piss off!

Can't touch that. Need a warrant.

I saw Craig talking to her and getting
a bit handsy... that kind of thing.

(SIGHS)

This is Ruby's boyfriend, isn't it?

Is Ruby in any of these?

PHONE: Hey, it's Ruby. I can't
get to the phone right now.

(ENGINE REVS)

You think that Alex deliberately
drove us off that cliff.

Is that your expert opinion?

Chelsea has been missing
since Saturday.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHATTER, CRICKETS CHIRP,
WATER LAPS DISTANTLY)

(RAIN PATTERS)

(POLICE SIREN APPROACHES)

(ENGINE REVS, SIREN WAILS, RECEDES)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS,
PLASTIC FLUTTERS)

(PANTS EXCITEDLY)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)

(LOW, MORBID MUSIC)

(TENT FLUTTERS, BIRDS TWEET,
WAVES LAP DISTANTLY)

♪ Between you and me

♪ is a body of water. ♪

Captions by Annie Curtis.
Edited by Antony Vlug.

Captions were made with the
support of NZ On Air.

www.able.co.nz
Copyright Able 2019

(BIRDS TWEET, LEAVES RUSTLE)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS DISTANTLY)

Chopper's on its way.

Hey, um, I'll tell Max.

- I owe him that.
- No, I'll do it.

(SOFT, SOMBRE MUSIC)

We found a body.

WHISPERS: Yeah.

(GASPS SOFTLY, SNIFFLES)

- It may not be her.
- (GASPS, SIGHS)

I want to see her.

- We don't know if it is Chelsea yet.
- (SIGHS)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS DISTANTLY)

We're gonna need a DNA
sample from you both.

- Is that...?
- (HELICOPTER WHIRRS LOUDER)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS ABOVE)

(BREATHES SHAKILY, WHIMPERS)

Baby?

(SOBS)

Baby? Baby!
(YELPS, SOBS UNCONTROLLABLY)

(SOMBRE MUSIC SWELLS)

Took it pretty hard, eh?

Yeah, I'll just be a minute.

- The ferry leaves in...
- (CAR DOOR SLAMS)

...eight minutes.

RAPS: ♪ Back to '84. Yeah, yeah.

♪ Let's hear it for the boy playing
through the war. Yeah, yeah.

♪ Let's hear it for the boy
crawling on the floor. ♪

- Ruby. Hey. Hey. (MUSIC STOPS)
- What?

- I need to talk to you, OK?
- (MUSIC PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES)

Um, look, I've got it figured out.
I'm gonna book you into the very best place,

and I am gonna be with you...

- What are you talking about?
- ...for the whole time.

OK? I'm gonna take
some leave from work,

and we can watch some shitty
movies and eat some crappy food,

and, um... (INHALES DEEPLY) because
I really need you to know that

there is really nothing
for you to be afraid of.

Hey? OK? All right?
Cos I'm gonna be with you 100%.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Sorry. We've got five minutes.

Hi.

- You have to go?
- Yeah, I've gotta go. I'm sorry.

(SIGHS) Look, I'm gonna be back
as soon as I can, OK?

Bye.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE,
DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(THOUGHTFUL PIANO MUSIC)

(SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY)

(THOUGHTFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC DARKENS)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC BROODS)

As yet unidentified
body of a female.

(DOOR OPENS)

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
- Significant facial decomposition

conducive with being immersed
for several weeks.

Detective Jess Savage has joined me.
Recording paused... 10.54am.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

No problem.
The parents have given DNA?

Uh, yeah, it's on the way
to the lab.

The family dentist is emailing
the daughter's records through from Perth.

Mm-hm. This one's teeth
are in good condition.

There's been money spent on them.

Good diet too.

She's young...

early 20s.

The right foot is missing
as you will have noticed.

Sharks?

They don't usually
stop at the entree.

My guess,
at this very early stage,

is that she was tethered by the
ankle to something underwater,

and as the body's decomposed, the current's
eventually just torn the foot right off.

- And the body's floated to the surface?
- Mm-hm.

If we can find what she was tethered
to, I bet we can trace it to her killer.

There's a significant fracture to
the skull just above the left ear.

Alive or dead when she was immersed?

- I've only just started, Jess.
- Of course.

(DESOLATE MUSIC)

WHISPERS: Who did this to you?

So it's gonna be a day, at least,
before we know whether the...

the body that we found in the
mangroves is Chelsea Lee.

Rory, how you going on
identifying those party-goers?

Um...

- it's a... bit of a jigsaw puzzle...
- Mm-hm.

...obviously. But there's only
five left now I need to name.

Good.

Pup, I want you to take over from Rory.
I want names of those last five, all right?

So most likely the body
was dumped off a vessel.

We need to find out exactly
where that happened.

I'm gonna find somebody who has
a detailed knowledge of the gulf.

Call Bennington.

Total ninja when it
comes to the gulf...

knows all about the tides,
the currents, and he's an ex cop;

he'll know exactly what we need.

Yeah, OK.
Let's find out what he has to say.

- Denise.
- Yep?

What's the latest
on the backpackers?

Uh, we've, um...

We've charged Carl Dreaver with
the theft of Chelsea's backpack.

Mm-hm.

But there is nothing to connect him
with Chelsea's disappearance.

He was at the backpackers all
Saturday night and Sunday too.

Well, let's stay on him, OK?

Cos it's too early to be discounting
anyone. (INHALES DEEPLY)

Uh, I am gonna go and talk to
Craig Jimson and Ronan Croft again.

We know whoever dumped
the body had a boat.

I'm keen to have another
go at Susan Bridges too.

- Mm-hm.
- Good.

Well, just hold that thought.

We're not gonna sit on our hands
and wait for forensics results.

If the body that we
found is Chelsea Lee,

then we have a murder
investigation on our hands,

and if it's not
Chelsea Lee then, well...

we have a murder investigation
on our hands and Chelsea Lee is still missing.

Operation Mangroves.

Yes, boss.

- Uh, Jess?
- Yeah?

- Got a minute?
- Sure.

(DOOR CREAKS)

- All right, what's up?
- Um... (CLEARS THROAT)

I, um...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Spit it out.

I should have investigated the girl's
disappearance more thoroughly at the outset,

and, um, I also should have
kept a closer eye on Pup.

Yeah, my police work was shoddy
and, um... (CLEARS THROAT)

Yeah. I deeply regret that.

Apology accepted.

(CLEARS THROAT) Yeah, anyway,
there's something else you should know.

Susan Bridge's real name...
Annette Foley.

She was convicted and served
22 years in various UK prisons.

Uh, she was released
five years ago,

at which time she relocated
here, under a new identity.

Hang on,
she's murdered two young females.

Um, it was 27 years ago, Jess,

and she's caused no trouble
since she's been here.

Hey, look, I understand you not
announcing this at the local pub,

but why would you not
tell me about her?

Well, I am telling you.

Christ,
we've only just found out

from Pretty Boy out there
that you'd interviewed her.

You could have at least
done me the courtesy...

We haven't interviewed her,
not formally.

Oh, for God's sake, Jess,
she's not a suspect.

Oh, she is now.

(SOFT, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

So can I go after her now?

No.

- No?
- But you can go interview her.

Be clever about it; be sympathetic.

Let her know that her
secret is safe with you.

She spent 22 years in prison...
two 14-year-old girls.

And that's why you need to be
smart about the way you work her.

Take notes.

Roger that.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(EXHALES SLOWLY)

Hey.

(FOOTSTEPS CREAK)
Craig Jimson's here for you.

OK. (SIGHS)

(WAVES LAP SOFTLY, BIRDS CHIRP)

I dunno if Ruby's told you...

Were you at a party...
Labour Weekend on a beach? 21st?

Uh, yeah, I was.
Yeah. Ruby go with you?

- No.
- No. You went with somebody else, yeah?

- (EXCLAIMS) No.
- Right.

- See any fights at the party?
- No.

Did you see this girl there?

- Yeah, I did.
- Talk to her?

No.

So you didn't see, er, Ronan Croft stop
Craig Jimson from harassing that same girl?

(SCOFFS) Nah, that...
that wasn't anything.

Oh, you think sexual harassment
of young girls is funny then, huh?

Do you, you fuck?

- No, I don't actually.
- (CAR DOOR CLOSES)

- Why are you talking to him like that?
- I am talking to him

- about a party he attended.
- Did you even get to talk to her? At all?

No, not yet.

We came (SPLUTTERS) to talk
to you about our baby.

(SEAGULLS CRY DISTANTLY, WAVES LAP)

You're not keeping it.

- Why shouldn't I?
- Because you're 18.

Ruby, you don't have any idea what
it's like looking after a child.

Like you're the expert (!)

What? No. I'm not... And are you...?

- Are you smoking?
- That's none of your business.

So are you drinking as well?

- Are you drinking as well?
- That's none of your business.

Ruby, it will be when the baby has
foetal alcohol syndrome. Christ.

I don't even know what that is.

(LAUGHS DRYLY) Exactly.

Exactly.

Oh my God, Ruby.

Ruby, you cannot remember
what it was like,

but I was the same age as you,
and it was just us, OK?

And we were by ourselves, and it
was very hard before Alex showed up.

It was very...

- Don't worry, I remember plenty, Mum.
- ...very hard.

Enough to know I won't ever
take parenting advice from you.

Whoa!

Come on, AJ.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

Sorry, Jess?!

Your guy says he's not
prepared to wait any longer!

Can you give me five minutes?!

(WAVES CRASH)

Where's Ruby?

I dunno... took off.

You know that, er, fight
you were talking about;

the one that happened on the beach...
said, 'That isn't anything.'

What do you mean by that?

Look, I didn't like the way that
you talked to Ruby back there.

That's our baby she
was talking about.

OK, yeah, yeah. You know,
I understand it was... it was rude of me, OK?

I shouldn't have... I shouldn't
have talked to you like that;

I shouldn't have talked
to Ruby like that.

I'm sorry.

(WAVES CRASH)

K, it's a game that Ronan and Craig
play. It's not a real fight.

So one of them hits on a girl,

super sleazy,

and the other one comes in
as a rescuer...

saves the girl.

She's all hot for him, cos he just
saved her from that guy, and...

yeah, so he scores.

- How do you know about it?
- (CLEARS THROAT)

I went to school with those two.

They were a couple of years ahead of
me, but all the guys knew about it.

OK.

- That's it?
- Yeah. Yeah. That... That's it, yeah.

- That's it.
- SOFTLY: Crazy ass bitch.

Hey, I've been hearing about this
game that you and Ronan play.

What game?

The one where you chat up a girl,

get a bit handsy,

a bit pushy,

and then your mate shows up,
plays the hero and rescues the girl.

Mm, sounds like
some loser's fantasy.

- Maybe it's the other game.
- (TEA DRIPS)

The one where you get set up
to act like a sexual predator

and your so-called
mate comes in,

rescues the girl.

The one where he gets to score,

and what do you get? (EXHALES)

(GRUNTS) You get charged with
attempted rape and murder.

What are you talking about?

(INHALES SHARPLY) Well...

here you are looking...

well, predatory,
and here's Ronan dragging you away

from the person we now
know is the missing girl,

Chelsea Lee. Looks like you're
putting up a bit of a fight there.

Was that genuine or
were you just acting?

It wasn't anything like that.

Mm.

Here you are...

looking matey.

Planning act two?
Or was he consoling you,

cos you were pissed that
Chelsea Lee rejected you?

Hmm, I don't need to play
games to impress girls.

Neither does Ronan.

Do you have any idea
what he's worth?

- He can get anyone he wants.
- (SWALLOWS) Really? (KEYBOARD TAPS)

What's going on here, then?

(LOW, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(BIRDS TWEET DISTANTLY)

Look, OK, maybe I did come on to her
a bit. It was just a bit of fun.

Asian girls love it when guys hit on
them... means they're hot. She was.

Yeah, she didn't look so hot
when I saw her, Craig.

(CICADAS BUZZ)

- Hi.
- Hello.

Is Susan here?

- Uh, yes. Just a moment, please.
- Mind if I wait inside?

No. I mean, yes. Come in.

- Ah, thank you.
- I go and get her.

(LINGERING MUSIC)

(KEYBOARD TAPS)

So, was it her, then?

The body washed up on the bay?

(LINGERING MUSIC DARKENS)

Simone is your... girlfriend, right?

Yeah.

And she says that you were with
her for the remainder of the night.

Yeah, I was.

Cos Detective Harding thinks she
might be lying in order to cover for you.

Do you remember
Detective Harding?

Mm, why should I
care what he thinks?

- Well, Simone seemed quite taken with him.
- That guy's a loser.

Yeah.

He has his uses, though.

What do you think you're doing?

You can't just come
into my house uninvited?

(DOOR CREAKS)

That's why it was so nice of
Martina from Bavaria to invite me in.

You have a lot of backpackers
here, Susan?

I need the money.

So you advertise online?

I declare all my earnings,
if that's what you're getting at.

I've got nothing to hide.

How does the whole
online thing work? I mean...

isn't it a bit risky, you know, taking
complete strangers into your home?

No, I only take in young women.

- Do you now?
- What do you mean by that?

(GRUNTS) Like young women,
do you, Susan?

You're an objectionable idiot.

Yeah, you're probably right.

But at least I didn't murder
two 14-year-olds.

Put that in your
host profile, Susan?

I mean, does Martina
know about that?

Yeah, probably wise
not to mention it.

Might put off some potential guests.
Well, squeamish ones, anyway.

What do you want...

money?

Blow job?

You're not the first cop
to try and blackmail me.

Who did you have staying here on
the night of the 20th of October?

No one.

Come on. Labour Weekend,
a big party along the road,

and nobody wanted to
hire out your room?

My boss told me to
tread softly with you.

Tell you I'd keep your dirty little secret,
and in return, you'd tell us what you're hiding.

But I know insiders.

You know after 22 years of lock-up,
you're not gonna respond to good cop.

Cos you're so fucked up, you're not
capable of responding to anything.

(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)

You think you know my number,
Sonny Boy.

Well...

I've got yours too.

That aftershave doesn't hide
the stink of prison brat.

You never get rid of that.

WHISPERS MOCKINGLY: Foster boy.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BIRDS CHATTER)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(SCREAMS)

(RAIN PATTERS, BIRDSONG CONTINUES)

And I've also got the highs and the lows
and the dates and the times of what goes down.

Are you sure that's right?

I'm absolutely
positive it's correct.

I mean, you can double-check it
if you like?

No, no. If you're sure,
that's right.

- This looks impressive.
- Ah. Hi.

Oh.

Trying to locate a likely
spot the body was submerged

before it broke away
from its tether.

Oh, it's like a bloody great
big treasure hunt, isn't it?

Mm, well we really appreciate
you doing this for us, Doug.

I haven't had so
much fun in years.

- Isn't it time you knocked off for the day?
- What?! No way.

We'll be pulling an all-nighter
on this one, won't we, Rory?

Looks like it. (SIGHS)

- All right, see you in the morning.
- See you, Jess.

Tell you what, why don't you go
and make us both a cup of coffee,

and by the time you've done that
you'll be on time off in lieu,

and you can thank me for
that, lad.

- You got that approved?
- Yeah, well, I talked to Denise.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Hey, it's Ruby.
I can't get to the phone right now,

but if you leave a message,
I'll try and get back to you.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(CRICKETS CHIRP, WAVES LAP)

(EXHALES)

- Hey.
- (INHALES DEEPLY)

Uh, told my guys to go home and
get some sleep while they can.

They need it.

Yeah.

You too.

Night.

I thought you gave
that up years ago.

I did.

(CRICKETS CHIRP, WAVES LAP)

(INHALES, EXHALES DEEPLY)

Problem?

Ruby.

She's so busy running away from me
that she can't see what she's running into.

Fancy a beer and toastie?

- I've gotta take some paperwork to the Lees.
- Yep.

- Um, yep. See you. Night.
- Night.

(THOUGHTFUL MUSIC)

(HANDBRAKE CLICKS)

(KEYS JANGLE, ENGINE TURNS OFF)

(SIGHS)

(KEYS JANGLE)

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

(BRIGHT ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

♪ Baby.

♪ Baby, don't worry.

♪ Baby.

(AIR WHOOSHES)

♪ Don't you cry.

♪ There's nothing in this world

♪ That could hurt you here.

(WHIMPERS)

(SCREAMS FAINTLY)

(SNIFFLES)

♪ Fall in love.

♪ Fall in love.

♪ Fall in love.

(INHALES)

(MUSIC STOPS, BIRDS SING)
(EXHALES)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE, DOOR OPENS)

Yep, OK.

That was forensics.

- Hey.
- The body... isn't Chelsea.

- Well, who the hell is she, then?
- I'm gonna go and talk to the Lees.

Shit. J-Jess, I found something.

So, I've been
overseeing Pup's work

trying to identify those last
five people in the photos.

See that girl here? See, here.
Here it is enhanced.

So I've checked and re-checked...
nobody knows who she is.

Couple of the guys
remember seeing her,

but no one I have talked to
actually spoke to her, so...

I mean,
I know you're the detective,

but I figure that she
came to the party alone,

- didn't speak to anyone at all...
- Or she came with Chelsea, yeah.

- Mm. So that's her too?
- Yep, and...

Right, which means she was
with Chelsea the whole time.

Yep.

So we have an unidentified
body who is not Chelsea Lee,

an unidentified girl who
might be the body we found,

and a killer out there who may be
connected to them both.

Right.

Yeah, I'll, um...
I'll get on to identifying her.

OK.

What do you mean you
haven't seen her?

She didn't come home last night, AJ.
I thought she was with you.

Oh, shit. (BREATHES SHAKILY)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Hey, it's Ruby.
I can't get to the phone right now,

but if you leave a message,
I'll try and get back to you.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Ruby, it's your mother. Um, I know
that you don't do voicemail, um...

but AJ's pretty worried
about you too.

(SIGHS) God, if you could just let
us know... either of us... that you are safe.

Please.

Please.

(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

I, um...

I'm just gonna come out and say it.

The body is not Chelsea.

(SIGHS)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY)
- So, um...

- Chelsea's still alive?
- Well, we're still looking.

Have you ever seen this woman?

- I don't recognise her.
- Mm.

Who is she?

She was at the party

with Chelsea.

You think Chelsea and
this girl were friends?

I don't know.

(WATER LAPS, ROPE CREAKS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(PANTS)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

(SIGHS)

It's time to pay Mr Croft
another visit.

(SEAGULLS CRY, WAVES LAP)

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

You're a natural.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS) RECORDING:
Hi, this is Ronan.

You have reached the Croft Charters.

If you are interested in a
personalised sailing tour

of Waiheke Island,
leave a message.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(WAVES LAP, SEAGULLS CHATTER)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

Hey, it's Ruby.
I can't get to the phone right now,

but if you leave a message,
I'll try and get back to you.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(WOOD CREAKS)

(SEAGULLS CRY)

- Any joy with Ronan Croft?
- Uh, not yet.

Check this out.

Last contact was in Queenstown...
week before Labour Weekend.

Sister seems to be the only person
in her family looking for her,

but she reported her
missing last week.

It could be her.

Mm. Yeah, the sister's
flying in from Queenstown

just about now, actually.
Got someone picking her up...

taking her to provide
some DNA for comparison.

Susan Bridges told me
that she didn't have

anyone renting her room
the night of the party.

Right? But I've just been in touch
with the rental website.

Although they couldn't tell
me the name of the person,

they did confirm that someone rented
that room for Labour Weekend.

She's lied to us.
She has serious history.

Can I search her place now?

Please.

Uh, yeah, I'll see
if I can get a warrant.

Do not go into that house without
a signed warrant in your hand, understood?

You can't say it's
an exact science,

but, listen, if you've got a better
idea, now's the time to speak up.

- Creative differences?
- Oh, no, Rory's not convinced, that's all.

I'm... sure you're right.

- Do you wanna do the honours?
- (SIGHS)

So you think this is where
the body was dumped?

Oh, it's nothing more
than an educated guess,

but if we're right, you owe Rory
and me a bottle of scotch... each.

OK. Contact Baz.

Tell him to find as
many divers as possible.

I'll meet him at the wharf in 15.
I want you there too.

Thank you, Doug.

(FOREBODING DRUM MUSIC)

(CICADAS BUZZ)

(FURNITURE CLATTERS)

(SINGLE OMINOUS NOTE)

(CICADAS BUZZ, BIRDS SING)

Where's the key for under the house?

Lost it.

Nothing in there anyway...
just old tools.

(SCOFFS)

I'm gonna get in there.

We both know when I do,
I'm gonna find something.

Doesn't make any difference
to me, but you know,

if you were to voluntarily show us
what you've got stashed in there,

it's the kind of thing that would
really work in your favour.

(OMINOUS MUSIC RETURNS)

Hey.

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

(LOCK CLATTERS)

(BOLT UNLOCKS, DOOR CLATTERS, THUDS)

(CICADAS BUZZ, BIRDS SING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC BUILDS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC FADES OUT)

Perhaps you'd like to wait
over there while Harding

and I have a look
at what he's found.

(CANVAS RUSTLES)

Belongs to Talia Matthews.

(WATER LAPS)

So, how much of the area
have we actually searched?

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS)

Currents could take it all
over the place from here.

I'm not surprised we
haven't found anything.

What were you and Bennington
arguing about?

You said you weren't convinced
about something.

Oh, I got different
coordinates than him.

(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)

Give Baz your coordinates.

(LOW, SUBDUED MUSIC)

Make safe, we're on the move.

(DIVING EQUIPMENT CLANGS)

(SUBDUED MUSIC CONTINUES)

You didn't think to report
your guest's disappearance?

I don't talk to cops.

I don't wanna have anything to
do with them if I can help it...

especially arseholes like you.

And when a body washed up
in the mangroves,

you didn't think to mention that
the girl that was staying here was missing?

- I haven't committed any crime.
- Well, we all know that's not true.

(SIGHS)

You enjoying yourself
having a go at me?

I'm not the one you should be going
after. I didn't do anything,

but I did see something through that.

- I'll do a deal with you...
- I don't do deals with crims.

If you give me your word that you
won't let on to the locals about my past,

I'll tell you what I saw the night that Talia
and the young Asian girl went missing.

Like I said, we don't do deals.

I promise nothing about your past
crimes will come out of my station.

Ronan Croft boarded his yacht around
2.00am the night of the big party.

He had two young women with him.

Are you sure about that?

- Absolutely.
- Was Talia one of those girls?

Susan, can you identify
either of those girls?

No.

But one of them was
wearing a white dress.

He's out there now. He's got
another young woman with him.

Last I saw, he was halfway
between Rocky Bay and Rotoroa.

I'll call comms.
She goes nowhere.

Take a seat, Susan.

(WATER LAPS)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS SOFTLY)

(APPREHENSIVE MUSIC)

(WATER BURBLES)

(WAVES LAP)

(APPREHENSIVE MUSIC SWELLS)

(MOURNFUL MUSIC)

(WAVES LAP)

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

- Are you still at Susan Bridges'?
- I was just about to ring you.

- I need you to arrest Ronan Croft.
- Yeah, I think you should do that, boss.

What?! Why?

Cos he's halfway between Rocky Bay
and Rotoroa Island, heading east.

Jess, he's got
another girl with him.

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS FAINTLY,
WAVES LAP)

(APPREHENSIVE MUSIC RETURNS)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

- Hey, it's Ruby.
- I can't get to the phone right now...

(CELL PHONE CLICKS)

There's a new location.
It's Rotoroa Island.

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(BOAT ENGINE WHIRRS)

(DESOLATE MUSIC SOARS)

(DESOLATE MUSIC HUMS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

- It's them.
- RADIO: Young male...

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

Police!

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

- Where's the girl?
- (RADIO BEEPS, WAVES LAP)

(SIGHS)

Where's the girl?!

(MUSIC DARKENS)

(MUSIC FADES)

- (WAVES LAP GENTLY)
- (PANTS)

Cuff him!

Put your hands in the air
where I can see 'em. Now!

Miss, you move towards us.
That's right, come on.

Don't move! Call it in.

Move towards us.

WHISPERS: Thought you'd get
away with it, didn't you, Ronan?

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

(SEAGULLS CALL, WAVES LAP)

(POIGNANT MUSIC CONTINUES)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERS FAINTLY)

(BOAT ENGINE RUMBLES)

(POIGNANT MUSIC SOARS)

I'm really sorry.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(SEAGULLS CALL)

(CAR ENGINE WHIRRS)

(HANDBRAKE CRANKS, ENGINE STOPS)

(KEYS JANGLE)

Hey.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Ruby.

- Go away, Mum!
- OK, I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

- Go away. (WHIMPERS)
- Can you please talk to me?

You promise you
won't say anything?

I mean, promise you'll just shut up
and let me talk without butting in?

I'd be a totally crap mother.
I'm a fuck up. AJ's the same;

that's why we
understand each other.

And you're right. I'm so fucking
useless I can't even look after myself.

Like, I tried to make scrambled eggs,
and it was a total epic failure. (SNIFFLES)

If I have this baby, I'll probably poison
it with burned food or drown it by mistake

or leave it on a bus...

or something. (SIGHS)

Oh, you can... you can talk now.
(SNIFFLES)

You wouldn't leave the baby on
a bus. You don't take the bus; you hate it.

- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- (SIGHS DEEPLY)

You are bright

and creative

- and clever.
- All I'm hearing is, 'You're ugly.'

Aw.

How can you even think that?

Why can you not see just how
fabulous you are? You really are.

- OK, I am so sorry...
- (GASPS, SIGHS DEEPLY)

...that I didn't give you the ability
to see that. I am so sorry, Ruby.

You wanna have this baby, yeah?

(EXHALES)

I already love it.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

OK.

And I will help you...
if you want me to.

I will support you...
both of you.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)

And AJ, I mean,

as the baby's father?

Yeah, I just have to take this,
but yes.

Hey.

PUP: The body is Chelsea's.
The sail is Ronan's, as you know.

They found clothes belonging
to women there too.

- All right. What's he pleaded?
- We have a confession.

Great.

He maintains that Chelsea died from
the party drugs that he gave her.

He didn't know what to do. The other
girl freaked out, and he panicked.

OK, and killed her.

One manslaughter, one murder.

Mm-hm. Do you believe him?

Yeah. I do, actually.

- It's good news for the Lees.
- (SIGHS) Wouldn't say that.

Um, forensics want to do a sweep of
the yacht. I said you'd probably want that.

(PILLS RATTLE)

- I don't think we need it.
- Are you sure?

Yeah, I mean, we've got a...
We've got a confession.

It's your call.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Good work, Jess.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(DARK MUSIC)

Captions by Annie Curtis.
Edited by Antony Vlug.

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