All language subtitles for s01e09 - The Art of Murder-eng

It is my great pleasure
to welcome you

to the annual
Audacity of Art Award.

I would firstly like to thank
our main sponsor of the award,

Marcus James,
of SCAPE Property Solutions.

This award
has launched the career

of many famous
Australian artists.

This year,
our judges have looked at

a thrilling cross-section
of cutting-edge art.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the three finalists are...

David Wertz
for 'Upside-Down Woman'.

David.

Tracey Anderson
for 'Uferdig Elsker'.

Tracey.

And finally,
Gavin Gonntchev for 'Home'.

Gavin. Well done, Gavin.

You've worked really hard.

Gavin?

Anybody here with Gavin?

Well, congratulations,
Gavin, Tracey and David.

I look forward to seeing you
at the awards ceremony.

You need to leave.

Why can't I just have
something to eat?

- Mate, it's invitation only.
- I'm just gonna...

Don't...

touch me.

Don't... touch me!

I'm just gonna
get something to eat!

Hey. I think this
deserves a toast, don't you?

Absolutely. To you.

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I've been thinking. Maybe I
should take up painting again.

Do you remember
that one I did of the horse?

The watercolour?
Yeah, that was fantastic.

Just something artistic.
You know, pottery, or sculpture.

Maybe I could do one of
those TAFE things with Janine.

Well, you know,
if the muse is calling you,

it's your duty to answer it.

It was a good horse, wasn't it?

It looked exactly like one.

The deceased came
to an opening last night.

Got rowdy, and...

Looks like he came back
to do a bit of damage.

- Who was he?
- Well, no-one knows. No ID.

No missing person
matching his description.

According to some witnesses,
he was just some homeless bum.

- You smell nice.
- That'd be the glutaraldehyde.

Nic had to wash her hair
last night.

Some rats fell on her
while we were cleaning a vent.

So it looks like he broke in,

tried to yank off
some expensive sculpture

that was attached to
one of these movable walls.

Problem was,
it was so firmly attached

that he pulled the whole thing
down on top of himself.

- That's awful.
- So, Peter, what happened here?

The gallery owner found a heart

right in the middle
of that pattern.

Not the victim's, though,
'cause there'd be more blood?

Well, the lab boys think
it's an ox heart.

- Enough to turn you vegetarian.
- Well, that's weird.

Why would he bring
an ox heart with him?

We'll have a better idea
once Forensics run some tests.

See how old it is,
whether it was refrigerated, etc.

In ancient Rome, they used to
take the heart from an ox

and the priestesses would
bathe in the blood of the animal

as they worshipped
the goddess Cybele.

Let me write that name down,
Charlie.

Could be very helpful
with our investigation, yeah.

Ah, here we go. Cybele.

Anyway, looks like
death by misadventure.

Sad thing is, he's a homeless
guy, so nobody'll miss him.

So, what's a homeless man
doing at an art opening?

Oh, free canapes and grog.

Run-in with the security guard
for stealing food.

He has to have been somebody.

No, not this guy.
He was just... some body.

If I get an ID on him,
I'll let you know.

I know
it's important to you, Nic.

- Thanks, Pete.
- Charlie.

Peter.

Everybody's somebody.

- Darling?
- Yes, darling?

Have a look
at this blood splatter?

- Just tell me what you think.
- Absolutely, darling. Um...

Outer limit of the blood spatter
approximately 25cm.

Average weight of an ox heart,
one to one-and-a-half kilograms.

So it was probably dropped

rather than actually
placed there on the ground.

Probably from a height
of about here.

So dropped accidentally,
rather than deliberately,

the way you'd drop something
if you were startled,

say, if you'd seen a dead body,
for instance?

Maybe. Perhaps. Possibly.
I mean, it's a long bow.

- You're the cleaners?
- Yeah. I'm Nicola Buchanan.

- This is my husband, Charlie.
- Olivia Patterson.

Look, it is vitally important

that you do not
speak to the press.

Did Detective Vinetti
say anything to you?

The simple fact is
if this gets into the press,

we lose our award sponsor.

No award sponsor, no award.

- You follow?
- Obviously...

Marcus James is very sensitive
about publicity,

so we'd all just like
to put this behind us.

A man just died.

A drunken vandal's just died.

Through no-one's fault
but his own.

I see little point
mourning the end of a life

already completely wasted
by the person living it.

Come by my office
on your way out.

Well, she was nice.

Why would a homeless man want
to tear down a work of art?

Seems like
such a theatrical gesture

for someone who's concerned
with just surviving.

Perhaps he wanted to steal it?

Stealing something to eat,
I can understand.

- But you can't eat art.
- Ah, well.

You're obviously unfamiliar

with the work
of Giuseppe Arcimboldo.

Works entirely
with fruit and vegetables.

- Oh, is that right?
- Oh, yes, yes.

He holds these exhibitions.

If people don't like it,
they throw small portraits at him.

- It's true. Absolutely.
- Hi.

Do you know if they're delaying
the prize announcement?

Oh, no, we wouldn't know.

Where will you move the art
from the wall that fell over?

Oh, well, it's not up to us,
'cause we're just the cleaners.

- Are you from the press?
- No, I'm an artist.

- I'm Tracey Anderson.
- Oh, Tracey Anderson. Oh.

- 'Uferdig Elsker'.
- Oh... You liked it?

- It's beautifully made.
- Where's Olivia?

Um... Is it OK
to come inside?

No, actually -
neither of you should be here

till we run
the cumulo-extractor.

- It's a microbial flensing unit.
- State-of-the-art.

So where are you
hanging your art?

- I need to speak to Olivia.
- You should put it over there.

- Whatever, Tracey.
- You can't put it in this bit.

It's the wrong space.

It's a completely different
textural energy.

You just don't want
people to see it

when they come
through the door.

This prize is supposed to be
about cutting-edge.

You know, painting
went out with Columbus!

Haven't we had enough trouble
here for a while?

- Tracey...
- This lithographer...

Both of you,
shut up and get out.

David, I will talk to you later

about where we will rehang
'Upside-Down Woman'.

And I will not discuss this
with you at all.

Go. All of you. Out. Now.

But we actually do have to run
the cumulo-extractor,

which I've explained -
the microbial flensing...

Of course not you. Just hurry up
and clean this place up.

Absolutely. Oh.

Excuse... Sorry.
I touched your...

Can I help you, darling?

- Hey, Nic.
- Hi.

- Charlie about?
- Oh, he's still mopping up.

- Do you want to speak to him?
- No, no. No.

So how's the ID going
on our poor John Doe?

Not great.

- Personal effects?
- Yeah, yeah.

Oh, come on, Nic. You know
I can't show you that stuff.

Come on. It's not as if we
haven't helped you in the past.

- Where are they?
- In the boot of my car.

- I won't tell if you don't.
- On the QT.

- Absolutely our secret, yeah?
- What's happening, dudes?

Peter's gonna show us
some evidence!

- Cool! What sort of evidence?
- Classified!

Like classified evidence!

- We have to keep it on the QT.
- Absolutely!

- Oh! Oh, that's not good.
- Mmm. Cinnamon buns.

Last time it was this strong,
we were in the Botanical Gardens,

cleaning out the roof
of Captain Cook's Cottage.

Oh. This is an odd match,
isn't it?

Those shoes are worn out,
and this suit looks almost new.

- Savile Row. Expensive tastes.
- Yeah, it's made to measure.

We haven't been able
to get onto the tailor so far.

Well, Catesby and Lovell died
in 1910, in a rail disaster.

Ozwald Boatang
took over the label in 1954.

But he probably got it
from an op shop.

It's got a smoky smell too,
hasn't it?

That would explain the faint
hint of budgie. He's homeless.

So he's probably lighting fires
to keep himself warm.

Yeah.

- This unusual?
- Working cuffs?

Oh, that's a staple
of Savile Row tailoring.

How much longer
is this gonna take?

I've got an exam tomorrow
that I'm not nearly ready for.

Jess, don't talk, sweetie.
Makes your mouth all blurry.

It's sad, you know,
about that guy.

He had a mother and a father.
Maybe even a family of his own.

How do you get to the point
where nobody misses you?

No, it doesn't make
any sense, does it?

I mean, why would you
steal something to eat

and then come back
and steal a work of art?

So you don't think
it was an accident?

Can't prove it
until we know who the guy was.

Bat guano!

Ooh! That's good,
that's good, that's good.

Hold that.

Oh, Jess!
You naughty girl!

- That's ruined now.
- No, hang on. Hang on a minute.

The reason the roof
in Captain Cook's Cottage

smelled like cinnamon buns
is because of bat guano.

Oh, God, yes, of course.

The Botanical Gardens
were full of fruit bats.

What? He was living
in the Botanical Gardens?

No, they've moved
the colony of bats

from the gardens to Yarra Bend,
near the river.

That's right -
all those empty factories.

- It's worth a shot.
- You'd better get changed.

- Yeah, me too.
- No, Jess.

You've got study to do.

Smells right.

OK, uh... darling,
could you go and grab me

that large oil drum over there?

- The really heavy one?
- Yeah.

- How'd you get in there?
- Through the gate, darling.

That didn't sound
like a bat, Charlie.

Aluminium bat, maybe.
We should go.

Charlie...

Come here to make off with the silver,
you've come to the wrong place.

No, no, no, no, no. We're
not here to cause any trouble.

- How'd you get in?
- Well, there are no walls.

H-hello.

Why didn't you say?
Why didn't you say?

Come and sit down.

Make yourself comfortable.

- Please.
- Thank you.

Mmm.
Can I get you anything?

No, no, we can't stay.
We... Um...

We actually... we actually just
came here to get some information.

Who wants this information?

Well, my name
is Charlie Buchanan.

- And this is my wife, Nicola.
- Hi.

Ah. Married, eh?

Yes. Yes.

He's a very lucky man,
your husband.

- Oh.
- Nicola.

It's a beautiful name, Nicola.

It means 'to glisten'.
'Glisten in a place of
darkness'.

I didn't know that.

It's Italian for 'victory',
isn't it?

'Glisten'!

And what's your name?

- Best call me Jack.
- Jack.

- Nicola.
- Charlie.

I'm afraid you've caught me
on a shopping day, Nicola.

Pantry's a little bare.
Cigarette?

- Not for me, thank you.
- No, I was hoping you had one.

Um, Jack, we're, um...
We're looking for somebody.

Yeah, we don't know his name,
but he was wearing a suit.

Yes, a Savile Row suit.
Very expensive.

- And it had working cuffs.
- Yeah. That's Vinnie.

- You want Vinnie.
- You a friend of Vinnie's?

- Who wants to know?
- She does.

Vinnie's my friend.

Circumstances have found us
round the same camp fire

from time to time,
you might say.

Mmm.

- Jack?
- Mmm?

Vinnie died last night.

Jack, did you...
What did you know about Vinnie?

- Did you know Vinnie's surname?
- Mmm.

A terrible singer.

We called him Van Gogh.
He had no ear.

Mmm.

Is that Vinnie's
painting stuff over there?

Yeah, probably.

This is a communal space.

Used to be artists
swarming everywhere.

Worse than the bats, it was.

- Why did they leave?
- Fire.

Took out the servant's quarters,
and my bicycle.

- And Tom. Tom never made it.
- Tom?

Mmm. A friend of...
mine and Vinnie's, Tom was.

A charming old reprobate.

Sell his own grandmother
to the catters,

but he was
a lovely little cook.

After he died,
constable moved us all out.

It was only me and Vinnie
come back.

Made the place our own, we did.

Don't know if I can
run the place without him.

That's Vinnie.

You can keep that.
Give him a good home.

Thank you.

If Vinnie was an artist, he probably
wasn't at the gallery for food.

No.

Hang on a minute.

"65 luxury apartments,
5-star day spa".

Take the beard,
moustache and horns off,

I think that's the same Marcus
James sponsoring the art award.

Something smells
very fishy, Charlie.

It's probably Jack.

I think it's time we paid
Marcus James a little visit.

- Yeah.
- What?

Well, I love the way
your eyes light up

when you're onto something,
you know?

You radiate a certain glow,
as if lit from within.

- Oh, really?
- It's very attractive.

Oh, thank you, darling.

- You too.
- Really?

- Aha!
- So, what's the plan?

I was following you
on this one.

Well, it's a bit late
for that, sweetie.

Now we'll just have to wing it.

- OK. That's a good plan.
- Just make it happen!

- Can I help you?
- Well... Um...

We were cleaning
the Olivia Patterson Gallery.

- And we thought to ourselves...
- "Marcus James."

Marcus James -
there's a man

who needs a couple
of good cleaners.

Because of all the buildings
that you have.

Oh, yeah,
because of the buildings,

not because you're particularly
filthy or anything like that.

Very enterprising, but I've got
a number of cleaners under contract.

Sure. But... You know,
we're not ordinary cleaners.

- No.
- No, we're hazmat cleaners.

And you have industrial
buildings that need that.

Mmm. Yeah, sure.

Many buildings that would be
in need, perhaps,

of specialist clean-ups,
because of,

I don't know, fires or something
that might have happened.

- You're journalists.
- No, no, no! Oh, God, no.

I mean, I did think
of pursuing that, but no.

We were interested
in the fire at Yarra Bend.

Yeah, yeah.
Did you know the man who died...

- Bob, see these people out.
- No, it's OK, Bob.

- We'll see ourselves out.
- Bob.

- We'll be fine. Thank you.
- No, no, no.

Bob will make sure
that you don't come back.

Thank you, Bob.
Winging it doesn't work for us.

We've got to plan things
a lot better.

It spiralled quite quickly,
didn't it?

Tomorrow, when
we go to the gallery

to pick up the extractor,

we'll follow
the next best lead.

After planning things thoroughly
before we go in.

- OK, well, I'll keep her busy.
- OK, I'll go into the office.

I'll rifle through everything.
Shh, shh!

Sorry. I know you've done
a really wonderful job, etc, etc.

But I really need you and that
whatever-it-is out of here.

Oh, absolutely.
I'll do that.

We've got
the prize announcement tonight.

Oh, sure. We're just...

- We're packing up now.
- Good.

Before you go, Olivia,
I should...

I should give you
a tax invoice for tax purposes.

But we've just had
a new letterhead done. Um...

Wouldn't you know it,
the, uh, printers got our...

our company number
completely wrong.

So, of course, Charlie and I
had to go through

and individually fix
all of the company numbers

on the letterhead,
which took ages,

but we didn't mind, because
we love spending time together!

In fact, we just...
we just finished

a 13,000-piece jigsaw puzzle
that, um, was all white,

and that took...
ooh, that took about a year.

But, um...
But we loved it.

OK.

- Nice work.
- Oh! Oh!

- Good, good.
- Sweetie.

- OK, how'd you go?
- No good, no.

It was locked.
I couldn't get in.

Oh. Right.
Alright, well, then...

We have to wait until
she comes out again.

Yeah, well, great!
Good plan.

These plans are coming
thick and fast, aren't they?

That's Peter. I'll, um...

Yeah, no. I'll be cool.
I'll be cool.

Hello?

Do you like it?

- Oh! Uh... It's extraordinary.
- Mmm.

Thank you. Have you seen
any of the other finalists?

Yes, yeah. I saw
Tracey Anderson's installation.

And, of course,
Gavin Gonntchev's piece,

which I liked very much.

Yes, Gonntchev has a lot to say
about the human condition.

- My wife paints.
- Does she?

Yes.
Does an excellent horse.

Very hard to do, horses.

Very difficult shape
to capture.

I mean, she's keen
on other modes as well.

Good.

- She likes pottery.
- Mm-hm.

- And she has done some Hobbytex.
- Wow.

Yeah, I tend to stick
to the one medium.

- Oils. That's what I do.
- Ah, yeah.

Do you know da Vinci
spent four years

painting
the 'Mona Lisa's left eye

but only six minutes
doing the right?

- That's very interesting. I...
- Thank you.

I teach art history.

- I'd never heard that.
- Ah.

Yeah.

When you study art, its history
and its antecedents,

you realise there's
nothing new under the sun.

Still, must be wonderful
to be able to paint.

It is.

I mean, if I could paint
half as well as my wife,

I would die a happy man.

You should come
to one of my classes.

I think you'd enjoy it.

Well, thank you, David.
I might just do that.

Now I've got to run.

I need to get suitably messed up
for tonight's appearance.

Can't paint like a madman
and look like an accountant.

- Oh, I see.
- OK.

Thank you.

- Chaka Khan?
- Hello, darling.

- Is there any news?
- No, no, no. No go, I'm afraid.

No, Olivia's
still in her office.

It did give me a chance, though,
to consider this installation.

Yeah?

If you take a medial line
to the doorway,

come in about two thirds,

that's exactly where
the ox heart was found.

Now, 'Uferdig Elsker' is
Norwegian for 'Unfinished Lover'.

What if Tracey Anderson didn't
mean it in a postmodern way?

What if she wasn't being clever?
What if she was being literal?

OK, unfinished.
So, what have we got here?

We've got vegetable, mineral.

We're missing animal.
It's the ox's heart.

Yeah, I think the person

who brought the heart
into the gallery...

- Is Tracey.
- Tracey.

I think the addition
of the ox's heart

really would have been
the right way to go.

- I know, and it...
- Excuse me.

- What's happened?
- Tracey.

- Where's Olivia?
- You brought the ox heart.

- Didn't you, Tracey?
- What?

It needed to go in there fresh,
didn't it?

That was the inspiration.
That was the statement.

Unfinished to finished.

Why didn't you tell the police?

If I had have,
what would they have thought?

You know, I've hardly
had an untroubled life.

When I was a student,

I attacked Robert Hughes's
windscreen with a cricket bat

because he said
my work was derivative.

It's a big leap from hitting a
car to killing somebody.

I didn't kill anyone.
I just...

I would have lost the prize,
and I need the money.

I just took that dead guy
as a sign

that I needed to
leave the piece the way it was.

You took a dead man
as a sign for your art?

I get carried away sometimes
and I do stupid things.

I'm impulsive.

I'm an artist.

You're not gonna tell anyone
about this, are you?

The police?

Let go!

Stop it.

Don't touch my hat!

You were right, Nic. Your friend
Vinnie was murdered.

Autopsy found mica
in the head wound.

Mica is an important part
of bitumen and asphalt.

Probably part of
the roadway out here.

Which means
that Vinnie was murdered,

or at least knocked down,
out here.

Then somebody took him inside

and staged it to look like
a break-in and accident.

- Yeah, that's our thinking.
- I don't know, Peter.

I just don't think Tracey did
it. I don't think she did it.

I feel it in my waters.

- Have you spoken to Marcus?
- Yes.

And he spoke to
the superintendent, and, uh...

We should just
leave that alone for now.

- I'll see ya.
- 'Bye.

Marcus James
was certainly at the opening.

He would have had a chance
to... to talk to Vinnie

and ask him to come back
and meet him later.

As a major sponsor, he would
have had access to the gallery.

He seemed like an approachable
fellow last time we met him.

He'll be at the award ceremony
tonight. We can just ask him.

- It's a good plan.
- We'll work on it in the car.

She's never gonna buy it.

Just remember
what we talked about.

Postmodernism, impressionism,
pointillism. All the isms.

Chaka Khan,
you scope the joint for Marcus.

Me and Jess
will track down Olivia.

- Right.
- Let's rendezvous at...

- Synchronise watches.
- Mine's a Timex.

So's mine.

- Hello.
- Oh! It's you.

I just wanted to introduce you

to my very clever niece,
Jessica.

She's an aspiring artist -
I just thought you might have

some words
of encouragement or advice.

She's very talented.

What's your
preferred medium, Jessica?

Um... well...
Like, lots of mediums.

- Especially.
- Um, but... But painting.

Painting. Like, painting...
I, like, love painting.

- I'll leave you guys to it.
- Yeah.

Your aunt's
a very interesting woman.

Yes, yes.
I could tell you many things.

What is it
you really want to do?

You don't seem to be burning

with the passion
of these lunatics.

Well, I'm actually
studying for my MBA.

When I started out,
an artist was a pariah.

These days,
parents feel they fail

if their child doesn't become
a tortured artist.

So, what's the net return
on a gallery like this?

Well, if you do it right,
it can be very lucrative.

Oh, thank you.

Gavin Gonntchev.

Thanks, Olivia.

Well, it's been
a tough decision,

but I'm thrilled to announce
that the winner

of this year's
Audacity of Art Award

is Gavin Gonntchev for 'Home'.

- Bad luck, David.
- Luck?

You have a lot to learn
about the art world.

It's not all about
being able to paint a horse.

Excuse me. I'm off
to get seriously hammered.

Gavin?

Gavin?

Gavin? Are you here?

Excuse me! Excuse me!

Excuse me. Just... one moment.
Yes, yes.

- Hello.
- What are you doing?

Ladies and gentlemen,
my beautiful wife and I

would like very much
to accept this award

on behalf
of the artist tonight.

Unfortunately, he is not here
to collect the award himself,

because Gavin Gonntchev
is, sadly, dead.

- What?
- Huh?

- So Gavin's the dead guy?
- Mmm, Vinnie.

Vincent Van Gogh
was his nickname.

- Gavin Gonntchev is an anagram.
- See?

Why would you anonymously enter a
contest with a $100,000 prize?

It wouldn't be
for the money, would it?

Can you tell this guy
to go away, please?

- Listen, just...
- Just go, please.

Charlie?

Marcus is wearing
a Savile Row suit.

It's the same-style suit as
Vinnie. It's the same suit.

- It's the working cuffs.
- Good cop, bad cop?

No, he's tough.

- Bad cop, bad cop.
- Bad cop, bad cop.

Mr James?

- Marcus James!
- What do you want?

That's a nice suit.

- It's tailor-made. Savile Row.
- What of it?

Funnily enough, the man who died
in this gallery also liked
Savile Row.

Pretty expensive taste
for a man who lives

on the floor of a factory,
don't you agree?

Look, I warned you before,
and I was nice about it, OK?

I told you not to bother me.

Yes, but in fairness, I think you were
just referring to the construction yard.

Two men
who lived in the factory

that your company's redeveloping
have been killed.

Is that why Vinnie
came to the gallery?

Did he want to confront you
about the fire and Tom's death?

Did you tell him
to go away and leave you alone,

or did you say, "Come back
and meet me later on"?

No, I did nothing of the sort.

Look, squatters
are always a challenge.

I knew it would be a while
before we had to move them on,

so I saw nothing wrong
with letting them stay.

I should have never gotten
involved with that place.

Yeah, you don't strike us
as the kind of man

who'd be that understanding -
does he, sweetie?

No. No, you don't.

I lost my brother
for nearly six months

when he was ill, off his meds.

I found him in a squat
just like that one.

I'm not ignorant about
how people become homeless.

Oh. Sorry.

I didn't know that someone
would burn that place down

and a man would die.

Did... did you know
the dead man?

No.

But I contacted his family
after he died

and I tried to help.

I should have known
what that would look like.

That's why Vinnie
was wearing your suit.

After the fire, I gave them
all kinds of things.

Food, clothing.
I was just trying to help out.

It wasn't my idea
to move them on.

It was the council's,
for their own safety.

I had no idea the man
who died at the gallery

was from that squat.

Olivia told me
he was just some nutter.

Do you have any idea why Vinnie
might have entered that competition
under a false name?

No. Maybe to get at me.

But he never got the chance.

I wish he had have.

At least I would have been able

to tell him
my side of the story.

Please.

Please.

Just leave me alone.

I feel really bad
about accusing him.

Don't feel too bad about it.
You shouldn't hug him either.

He threatened
to beat us up, remember?

Alright - well,
given it's unlikely

that Vinnie went to Marcus
to talk to him,

why did he enter
the competition?

We need to find out more
about who Vinnie was.

And th-that's a lasagne
that I made.

Magnificent.

I shall think of you
with every mouthful, Nicola.

Oh! Manners.

- Would you like a drink?
- Oh!

- Thank you.
- Mmm.

Jack, um, your friend... Vinnie

entered an art competition
using a false name.

Do you have any idea
why he would have done that?

No.

Mmm.

- Petit four?
- Oh, it's OK.

Jack, we think
that he might have known

somebody at the gallery - did he
ever talk about his painting?

Ceaselessly.

Even when you were
out of the room,

he'd go on and on about it,
on and on and on.

A terrible bore, Vinnie.
Terrible bore.

Can you
remember anything, Jack?

You sure I can't tempt you?

Thank you.

Mmm.

It was Tom who brought Vinnie
into the commune.

He dragged him in here
kicking and screaming.

When he got him in here,
he turned him on to

a different sort of turps,
if you will.

After that,
after he got clean and sober,

he started doing his art,
like he's a crazy machine.

He started doing paintings
and sculptures

and portraits, everything.

The fire that killed Tom
didn't only take Tom.

Took all of
Vinnie's paintings, didn't it?

Took all his sculptures...
everything gone.

It was after that,

that's when he decided to enter
the competition, and he...

He started working feverishly.

And all the time, he was saying

he had something
that he wanted to say

and it was gonna be powerful.

Big and powerful and good.

That's the words -
"powerful and good",

he kept saying, on and on.

You got a...

Your husband's right there.

You'd better go before
we both do something we regret.

I can't believe you made me
eat that sandwich.

Oh, come on, darling.
You've licked worse than that.

Anyway, I'll take any ideas
as to what it was

Vinnie was trying to say
with his art piece.

It's all so subjective,
isn't it?

Reading art isn't as simple as
reading a Bryce Courtenay novel.

Yeah, if we knew what it was
he was trying to say,

we'd be closer to the killer.

You know something?

I think I know somebody
who might have

a better understanding about art
than we do.

OK, guys. Uh...

We're going to be using
all-new canvases this week.

Ah, Charlie.

- David.
- Glad you could make it.

Same, same. David,
this is Nicola, my wife.

Ah, the artist.
Horses, I understand.

Oh, and congratulations
on your award, by the way.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

It feels a bit strange, what
with Tracey being disqualified

and Gavin's, uh...

Well, you know.

Still, I suppose a win by
default is still a win.

- So you can set up over here.
- Oh, good.

- Everyone, say hello to Phoebe.
- Hi, Phoebe.

Today, we're looking at
contours, OK? The womanly form.

What differentiates the woman
from the man.

Don't be afraid
to make mistakes.

Now, it's about layering, OK?

- Don't overwork it.
- Yep.

Show me how
you're applying the paint.

OK.

- Do you mind if I...?
- Yeah.

OK. This is
what you're doing.

- That's uncanny.
- Mm-hm.

What you need to be doing
is this.

OK. Yeah.

You're not covering canvas,
you're making brushstrokes.

Gotcha.

- Big difference.
- Thank you.

OK, guys.
Let's take a break.

You're doing well, Charlie.
Very fast learner.

Thank you.

And you're making progress,
Nicola.

The, uh, human form
is obviously very different

from that of a horse.

Keep at it.

So, winning the competition,

does that mean
that you'll give up teaching?

No. Nope.
I love teaching.

Just buys me some more time
in the studio.

What was it like competing
with people that you know?

- Yeah.
- Well, Tracey, I've seen around.

But I'd never met Gavin Gonntchev,
or whatever his name was.

But I admired his work.

We were wondering about Gavin,
weren't we, with 'Home'.

- What did you make of that?
- Well, um...

He's referring to
his homeless state, literally,

as the title suggests, but it's
also quite a fragmented piece,

which suggests
an acknowledgement

of his mental displacement.

Would you ever
enter your work under an alias?

Uh, well,
if I wanted to protest

against
the commercial aspects of art

by renouncing ownership.

Some artists do it all
for the glory of God.

- Never put their name on it.
- Yeah, Soli Deo gloria.

Titian never signed
any of his work at all

until the last week of his life

and then went out
and signed everything.

I should get back to it.

Phoebe, get your gear off.

Yeah, I could have told you
his piece was about
homelessness.

- What's Olivia's last name?
- Patterson.

I just think it's strange
that you conceal your identity

and then turn up to
the actual awards ceremony.

Or is it? I mean, it's
a very prestigious competition.

There are thousands of entries.

Maybe Vinnie was
entering his anagram name

in order to throw the selectors
off the scent.

I got the feeling
that when Jack said

that Vinnie
had something to say

that he literally had
something to say, you know?

OK, so he was using it
more as a platform?

Yeah.

So maybe he
entered the competition to...

what, make a statement
or some point to Olivia?

Maybe there's some sort of connection between
Vinnie and Olivia that we don't know about.

Way ahead of you.

Do you see this page here?

So that's her Facebook profile.
That's the gallery website.

- Yeah.
- And that's her blog.

But there is nothing about
Olivia Patterson

before 2007.

It's like she didn't exist
before then.

Because she didn't exist
before then.

Sometime before 2007,
Olivia Patterson changed her name.

Yeah, and who would
change their name?

Somebody with
something to hide.

Still.

I don't know if
you've ever seen a liver fluke,

but once it gets
inside your body,

the only way to get it out
is with surgery.

Have you been in contact with any
toilet seats in the building

in the last two months?

Well, yes,
on several occasions.

We'll need to do
a Voight-Kampff test

on every unit.

I'm gonna want
to see a negative

before we see a positive here.

Make a list of
all the toilets you have used,

which cubicle, length of time
and the nature of each visit.

- Of course.
- God bless you.

Bills, invitations
and invoices.

You were great
out there, sweetie.

- Was that Charlton Heston?
- Yeah, yeah, it was.

"You maniacs!"
And who were you doing?

- I don't know.
- It was good, though.

- Oh.
- Great.

Oh, Charlie.
Take a look at this.

That's Vinnie.

That's Olivia, isn't it?
What's her name?

- Rachel Walker?
- She did change her name.

"Rachel Walker and Vincent
Carver celebrate their win

"at the 2001 Sydney..."

So his name was Vinnie.

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

Donald!
Call the police immediately.

Go ahead. It was never about
protecting Marcus, was it?

It was about
protecting yourself.

- Here's that list.
- Oh, thank you. Great.

Thank you very much, sir.

Well, withholding evidence
was just the icing on the cake.

- Back in 2004, Olivia was...
- Rachel.

Rachel was buying work
from down-and-out artists

for next to nothing

and selling it on
to wealthy patrons

for exorbitant prices.

And then she'd fix the books
and pay no tax.

Vinnie discovered what his old
classmate was doing and exposed her.

And there were also
rumours about plagiarism.

- If that got out, Olivia...
- Rachel.

Now, Vinnie was killed outside.

Now, Olivia/Rachel
had a car, sure,

but why didn't she just
take him to a shallow grave?

Instead, she dragged the body
back into her gallery.

That just doesn't make sense.

Well, motive and opportunity,
that's what I'm saying.

I'll know more
once I talk to her, OK?

Sweetie?

You know, as appalling a person
as Olivia is...

- Rachel.
- Rachel.

I don't think
she's the murderer.

We should go.

- He's a keeper, that one.
- Oh, don't I know it?

It's important that neither of you feel any
pressure whatsoever to help me in any way.

You won't tell us what
you're looking for, sweetie.

Well, I don't want
to disappoint myself.

Happiness is relative
to expectation.

Ah!

'Upside-Down Woman'.

But by Vincent.

Ah! Charlie and Nicola.
What brings you back?

Well, we were pretty keen
on buying some art. You know?

'Upside-Down Woman's probably
a little out of our price range,

but wondered if you had
anything else in your collection.

- Uh...
- If you've got time.

No. Of course.

Now, these are just photos
and reproductions of my work.

They're all very different,
aren't they?

Yeah, I guess that's my style.

You got any composites
of 'Upside-Down Woman'?

Any sort of sketches
or works in progress?

No, sorry.

Yes, don't artists usually do

dozens of sketches
of a composition

before they start something
as large as this one?

No, not always. Sometimes,
inspiration just takes you.

So, what was your inspiration
for 'Upside-Down Woman'?

Various things.

- People?
- Squatters?

Uh, just let me know if you
want to come into the studio,

'cause I can show you.

We know where you found
'Upside-Down Woman', David.

It's Vincent Carver's painting.
It's not yours.

I don't know
any Vincent Carver.

That's 'cause you know him
as Gavin Gonntchev.

I never met him.

You know, the thing I found
amazing about your art class

was your ability to identically
replicate my brushstrokes.

Anything in that portfolio
actually yours?

- You're out of your mind.
- What was it you said?

"There's nothing new
under the sun."

I have to go.

Plagiarising other artists' work
is one thing, but murder?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I didn't plagiarise anything,
I didn't murder anyone,

and I certainly didn't
burn anything.

We didn't say anything about
burning anything, did we, Charlie?

No, we didn't
mention that at all.

You went to Vinnie's squat
to copy his art regularly.

When you saw his version
of 'Upside-Down Woman',

you could see that it was
an extraordinary work.

You copied it.
You tried to burn it.

- You burnt Vinnie's work.
- Oh.

Did the fire
get out of control,

or was that always
part of your plan?

Out of nowhere,
the artist you'd been copying,

Vinnie Carver, turns up
to the very competition

that you've entered
his stolen work into.

He entered to
expose Olivia, but he found you.

Did you talk to him?
Did you ask him to meet you?

Try and buy him off?

Couldn't be bought off, though,
could he?

'Cause his friend
had died in that fire.

He wanted to find out whether
he was right and then expose you.

- Nope.
- You killed him.

Then you dragged him
back into the gallery,

tried to make it
look like an accident.

- I didn't.
- Then you stole his prize money.

This is...

David. Wait!

Hey!

It's good
for Peter's self-esteem

to catch one by himself
every now and again.

Yeah.

- Well done, darling.
- Well done to you too, darling.

Who's the guy in the bathroom?

- Oh, that's Jack, sweetie.
- Nicola?

Oh! She walks in beauty,
like the night.

Oh, you've captured her
beautifully as well.

Thank you, Jack.

- Oh, Jack, this is Jess.
- Hi.

- Your sister, surely.
- Ohh.

Oh, Jack, did I tell you
that Marcus James

donated that
$100,000 prize money

towards a homeless art shelter?

An art shelter
without a home. Tragic.

Why does Charlie have hooves?

- Well, are you done, darling?
- Yeah, sweetie. You ready?

- I am.
- OK.

Alright.
On the count of three.

- One...
- Two...

Three.

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