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Uncle. Ah, Mihirangi.

Hey.

Me and the dog moved in here and I never looked back. Do I know you? You're

married to Mihi? Yes.

Ah, okay.

Dept's first girlfriend.

Yep. You know about it? I'm not talking with you about this.

So you're not talking with my mum.

I mean, you're not talking with me.

No, you regret it, right? You regret it, you and me? I could never regret you.

Why don't you sing our song, hey?

I didn't even know there were lesbian seagulls.

I think your secret passion for seabirds is pretty much public knowledge now.

I think she still loves you too.

Oh,

my God.

When they look at you, they see a lover.

And upon the dark veiled hands, existing for their pleasure,

waiting there for men.

Before the pain

So how long were you and Deb a couple?

A few months.

Six.

I don't know.

Maybe a bit more.

It was a long time ago.

Yeah, you've said that several times.

Was she your only woman lover, or...?

The only one that mattered.

You're, um... Uh, you're bisexual.

I'm just me.

Okay, nothing's changed. I'm still the person you know.

I need to know if there's something that you, like, need in your life.

What, Deb? Deb, other woman, I... I haven't been with anyone since I've been

with you, man or woman, okay?

Long time ago, I should have told you.

It would have been much better than finding out through Deb's girlfriend,

What?

Oh, my God.

You knew about me and Deb and you never said anything.

I was waiting for you to say it. How long have you known? What does that

How long have you known?

After we arrived, was she...

She thought I already knew, and I didn't know, okay? I didn't know anything.

We've got all this time, and you just... You talk to me about honesty. You're

the one working with your ex. Oh, my God, that's just such a fucking power

It's not a move. I mean, but that's you. There's no move. That's you always

taking the high moral ground. No one's doing a move. Fuck's sake. How dare you?

I am not the one at fault here.

At fault?

Yes.

How the fuck am I at fault for loving someone before you? Maybe your fault is

that you haven't.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you're the only person I've ever loved.

The worst thing about this is the whole time we've been together, you just what?

You kept your history from me.

My history?

Your history.

That's what it is, isn't it?

Mahi.

Mahi, talk to me. Hey.

Fuck. Oh, can you not?

I have two.

Timbers, wait.

Hello? Yeah.

Uh, yeah.

Copy, whereabouts? Yeah, okay.

What? I'm on my way. Right, understood.

Uh, there was your sergeant. She's ordered the school to be closed.

I'm going in case any kids turn up.

No, you can't do that because the whole town's on lockdown, so... Well, it's

just next door, so...

I'll see you tonight.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I'll be on my way.

Your job is to contain the suspect and ensure he poses no further risk to life.

In other words, you hunt this bastard down before he shoots his next victim.

Understood? Understood. Move out. Let's go.

Yeah, be aware at all times.

Julian's on comms with AOS.

Wait for him to say it's safe to move forward.

You've all trained for this. Be methodical.

Do it right the first time. You won't have to backtrack.

Be thorough.

Be safe.

Yeah, I'd love to get the dogs in with their butts fresh.

Not until the year he's been cleared by AOS.

We don't know what those shooters' motive is. He could be popping people at

random. Still no idea.

Deb's got an eyewitness.

So he just walks past me, real calm, with his rifle under his arm like this.

And I says to him, oh, what are you after?

Thinking he's rabbiting or heading in for some deer or something, even though

wasn't dressed for it.

And he looks back and he just gives me, like, you know, the death stare.

And... I don't need a second warning. I dropped my line and I took off real

fast, or pout walked, to that tree over there. And when I looked back, he had

pulled up his gun real casual and boom, he shot him. So do you know the guy that

got shot?

Oh, he's been fishing the same spot for years.

Keeps to himself.

He's been driving that heap of shit as long as he's been coming here too.

You took your time.

Um, and, uh,

uh... Did you get a good look at the shooter? Looks like the victim was shot

with a .308 before escaping the scene. The shooter went after him.

Do we have IDs on any of them?

That's your job.

Fatty's team are on the shooter. Search and Rescue are on the victim's blood

trail. I need an ID on both those guys ASAP.

You're driving, Deb.

You can drive, can't you, Detective?

You're such.

I'll be dreaming of that face for the rest of my life and not in a good way.

Okay.

Anyone here?

It's Milan.

The principal.

Hey, Gala, can you run the victim's license plate, please?

That's Tango X -Ray, Tango 332.

Say again? Aaron Jackman, 23 Oamaru Road.

Copy. Thanks.

That's Uncle Tricky's place.

One of his black mates?

Hey, Tiff.

Can you get these to the sides?

And we're just going to head off and confirm the victim's identity.

Got it.

And please don't let anyone touch a thing.

Of course.

I knew I recognised it. I saw Uncle Tricky driving it the other day at

crash.

Right.

Kia ora, Uncle Principal.

What are you doing here? My job.

I'm a working man, you know, Uncle.

I clean the staff room every morning so that caretaker can have breakfast with

his whanau.

Want me to make you a mean -ass coffee?

It's real instant. Did you hear the news this morning?

Nah, I don't listen to that stuff.

Only to my songs.

Yeah.

Yeah, coffee would be good. Thank you. Thank you, Toki.

It's just a death.

Those alert things freak me out.

Oh, I just...

You're right. Yeah.

Just this thing.

So, how do you get in?

Matthew Clifford unlocks the door for me.

He gives me 20 bucks for doing this show for him. Every day? Nah, a week. I'm

not a rip -off.

Where is everyone?

Oh, you didn't read the notices.

There's no school.

It's a holiday.

No way.

Yeah.

I guess I won't be getting paid for today then.

I'd better go home.

No, wait, actually, no, wait. I, um, I could use your help.

Yeah, I've got some jobs I need doing around here.

Five bucks?

Oh, I don't know. Yeah, OK, you're on.

Are we going to talk about yesterday?

I don't want you to get the wrong idea.

No. There isn't anything between us anymore. I know that.

It happened a long time ago when we were both young. We were really young. I

know that.

I love Milan.

I didn't mean for it to come out like... Stop the car.

Don't do that. Pull over me. Deb.

Dib. Dib!

Just...

I'm

okay. Okay.

Hey boss, I think we can find the shooter's car.

Yep, I'll send you the location.

Hey, Gala, can you track down the owner of a silver Ford EcoSport, license plate

Juliet Yankee Whiskey 160? Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're on our way there now. Okay.

Keith's on his way to guard it, so... Are you okay?

Uh... No.

But, yeah.

Come on.

We've got a shooter to find.

Let's go.

Would you be able to offer the public a description of the shooter?

The offender is described in his early 50s, pale complexion and thinning hair.

Rest assured, my men will find the offender and bring him in.

They're a highly trained group.

We'll inform you when the lockdown is over. Until that time, stay indoors and

listen for updates.

Oh, and we are asking sightings of missing local man Aaron Jackman.

We have grave concerns about Mr Jackman, who was last seen at Awamamuku at the

time of the shooting.

Anyone who has seen him today, please contact the police urgently.

And just a reminder, the town is in full lockdown.

All schools and businesses will remain closed until I give the all -clear.

Thank you.

I just had a call from the motel.

A guy putting the description of the shooter checked in the night before

He'll be there now.

Albani offered to go and log. Tell him to maintain ops from a distance. We're

our way.

I'll leave some of my team here to cover the search.

Boys, we're on the move.

Good. Come with me.

So your flatmate Aaron left in his ute this morning and you haven't heard from

him since. Is that correct?

Yep. Do either of you remember what he was wearing?

A green hoodie and black pants.

Hey, we've got confirmation on the victim, boss.

Yeah, is it Aaron Jackman, 23 Oamaru Road, early 50s, green hoodie?

What's happened to him?

Well,

a man fitting Aaron's description was shot this morning at Mamaku.

Is he dead?

He took off into the bush and search and rescue are looking for him now. You

find the shooter?

Not yet. Know who he is?

No, but we have a lead.

No, just do as you're told and stay inside.

No. Have you tracked down the owner of that car yet? Yeah, it's just in now.

Jason Bozade, he's got an Auckland address.

I'll send you the details now. Find out everything you can about him. I'll call

Auckland and get them to check the address.

Yeah.

Julian.

Copy that.

Oh, listen up.

The injured man's name is Aaron Jackman.

That his?

Yeah, we just got confirmation.

Excellent.

Go ahead,

throw it on. What do you think?

Can't stop the motion. Can't stop.

Can't stop the motion. Can't stop.

Can't stop the motion.

Can't stop.

Can't stop them. Turn me up one time. Hurry up. I'm gonna jump inside.

You already know. Can't stop.

Can't stop the motion. Can't stop.

Can't stop.

Can't stop.

Hey, put those back, Morgan.

That's for Aaron when he comes home.

Uncle, did Aaron have anyone who may have had a grudge against him?

He didn't mention any run -ins with anyone?

No. At the pub, when he was driving, nothing?

Look at me.

Look, Aaron could have just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But, Uncle, if this is personal...

The shooter could know where he lives.

Well, I hope the bastard does come looking for him.

I'll be waiting.

No, no, no, no. If you see or hear anything, you've got to call us, okay?

do anything stupid.

Yeah, we're going to send someone around to keep an eye on this place.

We don't want your lot around here.

No offence, niece.

Okay, well, just stay inside.

Keep the doors locked until you get the all clear, all right?

Mm -hmm.

Be safe.

Yeah. Okay, copy that.

What? Yeah, well, the car you found, the owner was from Auckland and he gave it

to his brother months ago.

They're trying to track him down now.

Good. Good.

Good girl.

Um, this way.

You shouldn't come in here, Uncle.

I need to wash my hands.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

It wasn't me.

I can't even spell her name.

Go there, other way.

Um... Talkie nearly finished?

Nah, it's just lay one uncle.

Sorry, Uncle.

Um, Toki, can you slide your phone out to me?

I'm not using it there.

I know that. Could you just slide your phone out?

Why? Just do it.

inside your camper until the guy's been caught.

Is that okay if you just stay inside?

Yeah, oh, thank you so much. Excuse me.

Appreciate that. Hi.

Thank you.

Sorry, are you Dawn?

Happy to.

You'd think they didn't have shooters over there.

Right, yeah.

Hey, look, we've been trying to get in touch with you.

Yeah, I've just been trying to keep these guys in their vehicles. And I've

the kids home. Uh -huh.

Locked down.

Yeah, right. Guys, can you just please stay in the house? You should probably

inside the house for sure. Yeah, that's right.

Okay, so, um, look, Dawn, this is really urgent, okay? Have you hired out a

silver Ford EcoSport license plate JYW164?

Yeah. That's actually a family car I ended up with. Hey, I'm going to need

information on that car right now, Dawn, okay? Yeah, sure.

Like, right now.

Oh, yeah? Yeah, sure. Yeah, yeah. Come on in. Great.

Yeah, you're all right noted, okay.

Hey, boss.

What? I've got heaps of locals getting in touch, whinging about the lockdown

wanting to go outside.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Don't they know there's someone wandering around with a

loaded gun?

And it seems that Aaron is a very unpopular bloke.

Most of them are telling me they want to shake the hand of the guy who shot him.

Yeah, well, I'm getting loads of that on social media as well.

Why? What has he done?

Well, he's one of these slum landlords, right? So he buys up all these run -down

houses around the country, charges like a bull, won't fix a thing, even if it

gets dangerous, and then the minute somebody's late on their rent, he throws

them onto the street.

Aaron has made himself a lot of enemies.

Right. Where's Deb and me?

I'll trick him, yeah.

Was he on his own?

Uh, yeah.

Uh, well, I think so.

Okay. Did he say why he was coming to town?

The guy who rented the car?

Yeah.

Not that I remember.

Well, how did he seem?

What do you mean?

Like, what was his mood like?

Ah, normal, I guess.

Ah, here it is.

Yeah, he was a walk -in day before yesterday.

Paid with his credit card.

Calvin Crayford for Plantain Road, Northcote, Auckland.

Great, thank you. Hey, do you want a photo of him from his race license?

Yes, please.

Okay, because I can get that.

Do you want me to print it?

Yes.

Print? How do I print?

Don't worry. Itty, do not. Can you just leave it? Leave it on that page right

there. And then what I'm going to do is I'm just going to... Amazing. Thank you

so much, Dawn.

Oh, you think this guy's the shooter?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hi, Anika.

It's Constable Deb Bryson here. I took your witness statement this morning

the shooting.

Hey, I'm going to message you a picture, and if you recognise him, can you call

me back?

Do you know, actually, even if you don't recognise him, can you call me back?

Great. Thank you.

I'm sorry.

What I said to you this morning, it was brutal.

Brutal.

But do you know what, Mahi? Like, you can keep being brutal.

You can keep saying to me, it's over for you, and keep saying that to yourself.

But I remember what we had.

And I know what happened between us yesterday in the cave.

And I know you, Mahi.

I know you.

I know that you know me.

And that's why you need to stop.

Brighton. Hold on. Anika, I'm going to put you on speakerphone.

Wait there.

I said, that's him, all right?

That's the shooter. You sure?

Thousand percent.

Thank you, Anika. We will be in touch.

Girls have identified the shooter.

Lives in Auckland.

Arrived here the night before last. Picked up a car from Dawn's rental.

Any connection to the victim?

You tell me.

Mihi, can the two of you find out everything you can about this guy?

Deb? With me?

Shut the door.

Look, I don't have time for that.

But I need to know about the lesbian seagull incident yesterday.

More specifically, you need to tell me if you and Mihi are in a relationship.

And before you answer that... You should know. I can't have that happening at

work. Or I'd be obliged to report it up the line.

No.

Tom, that... No.

No.

There is nothing between Mihirangi and me.

Okay. Good work on finding the shooter's car, by the way.

Thanks. Any sign of the victim yet? No, the dog's lost. He's crossing the river.

And no sign of the shooter? Nothing.

Copy.

They managed to get hold of Shirley's ex -wife. He's talking to her now.

Sheree, this is Constable Brighton.

Hi, Sheree. How's it going?

OK. But you still haven't told me what this is about.

Is Kelvin dead?

We have reason to believe Kelvin may have shot someone earlier this morning,

man by the name of Aaron Jackman. Does that name have any... So Kelvin finally

gave that bastard what he deserved, eh? Why do you say that?

Because Aaron ripped Kelvin off to the tuna bar.

Half a million bucks.

Kel never got over it.

I mean, who would, right?

Is he gone?

Yep. All clear.

Go left.

Oh, but left.

I mean, right.

Go right.

Sorry, Uncle.

I'm a bit too stout. That's okay, Tookie. You're doing good, okay?

That's it. Now hit it.

There's a lot of blood. Well, bring the car around the back.

Keep pressing down on that bullet wound.

I don't want to hurt you or your mate, but I will if I have to.

What do you want?

I'm here for Aaron.

You're too late. He's gone.

Gosh.

Come on, then.

See for yourself.

That's not Aaron.

I told you, he's gone.

He's dead.

Who's that, then?

Bob. Are you telling me I shot the wrong man?

Yep.

Well, he's not breathing.

Correct. No, I mean him.

Bob!

Bob! Let's get him on the floor! Bob!

Bob! Bob! Bob!

Bob, say something.

Bob.

You all right, Bob?

It's me, Maddy.

You've lost a lot of blood.

I've patched you up and you're going to be all right.

This nice man just gave you a unit of his blood.

I thought I could do it.

I thought me, I saw you.

He thought you were Aaron, Bob.

You looked exactly like him.

Which, to be fair, you did.

Randy, did you have to give me his blood?

Well, trust me, you're a bit of a mess, Jackson.

You boys take this one and get him a cup of tea and a biscuit.

Here he is looking away from camera with his cap pulled down. That's Aaron,

right? Uh -huh. And bank records show he's taking money from his account.

Now, I have plenty of full frontals dating back four, even three years ago,

nothing recent.

Apart from this, which is so obviously fake.

And you're sure it's fake?

Oh, yeah. My five -year -old could do a bit of Photoshop.

So, what are you trying to say?

You think someone's impersonating Aaron?

Yeah. How long?

Dunno. Yeah, maybe two.

Oh. Well, that raises a hairy question, doesn't it? Who did Calvin shoot, Aaron

or his impersonator? Well, let's go pay your uncle another visit, I reckon, eh?

Shotgunner. Don't worry.

I don't know. No, thank you.

You OK there, whore?

Yeah, one of these.

They might help.

No, probably not.

I've got cancer terminal.

You think he's going to be okay?

Maddy will look after him. She looks after all of us.

It's in her nature being a vet and all.

I think I owe you an explanation.

I think we owe you one too.

Oh, they must have gone to look for Aaron. They seem pretty cut up about

They seem to be the only ones that are.

How can one man make so many enemies?

By being a complete arsehole, apparently.

Hey.

We can do this, right?

Well, I mean, we don't have a search warrant, but I feel like... No, I

mean, us, Deb.

We can still work together, right?

and me were workmates.

We shared a sweepstake.

He bought the tickets, I paid him cash for my heart. Did it every week for

years.

Then we won the jackpot.

One million bucks.

But Aaron produced the second ticket, said that one was ours.

And claimed the winning ticket for himself.

A ratbag.

It's not the word to describe him and you're not the only person to find that

out. Ask anyone who's lived in one of his rentals.

Man had a very ugly waidua.

Dark. So tell me what he did here. Not me.

My Jeff.

He killed her.

She brought a bone inside the house.

He kicked her. He kicked her so hard.

I think I killed her.

Yeah, I can understand that. Anyone would.

Yeah. They just don't want to hit them.

What?

Right.

Uh, yeah, okay.

Okay.

Copy that.

Can you just pull over?

What? Just, I need to tell you something. I just don't want you to be

when I do.

No, tell me. Okay.

Milan's fine.

What happened to him? He's at the school. The shooter has been there.

just... So you're telling me it

was an accident.

Yeah, but we knew the cops wouldn't see it that way. Yeah, afterwards, we

decided we'd pay the bills just to buy some time to figure out what to do.

We all knew he had this little password book he always carried with him. That's

when we discovered he had over a million bucks in his bank account.

Oh, yeah, well, half of that was mine. Then we discovered he had all these old

houses all over the country.

Poor hutter folk like us living in them.

And he kept their letters asking him to fix the plumbing or help them get rid of

the mould on the walls. And he never lifted a royal finger to help a single

of them.

So we decided he would help them out. We just had to pretend he was still alive

so we could do it for him.

Bob looked most like him, so he did the impersonating.

He had... four friends on Facebook.

So I had my work cut out for me there.

Don't get us wrong.

We all had our dark moments of the soul about the man dying like that.

So what did you do with the body?

You cremated him?

It was called a retort heckling.

Can I get it?

Are you alright Truckee?

That was Milan.

Milan? Yeah.

We're going to take Tookie home.

Cool. You all right, Took?

Yeah, good job today.

Don't forget, you owe me five dollars.

I'll trade to you.

And turn the lights on?

Oh, yeah.

Roger's going to take you home for a debrief, Pete. I don't need anyone to

me home. It's protocol, babe.

Yeah. I didn't realise you hurt your arm. Oh, it's a shoulder.

Yeah, well, I hope you feel better soon.

You too, man.

Once they find out I was impersonating Aaron, we're all going to be prime

suspects in his disappearance.

No blame on you, eh, wha?

The game's up for us.

We all knew it couldn't last forever.

We did some good work with that money of his, didn't we? Truth is, we made a

better version of Aaron than he ever managed to do.

I'm sorry that I left it up.

Of course, I could just think to make it right.

You know what, eh, Homer?

Maybe you can do something to help us.

And maybe we can help you with that last item on your bucket list.

Aaron, when you were alive, you were a prick.

Then I hit the rental car in the bushes, followed Aaron back to the fishing spot

and shot him.

He took off.

Did you find him?

I found him and I finished him off.

So what did you do with the body?

I see that I can't tell you. Why won't you tell us, Kelvin?

Aaron ripped me off for half a million bucks.

I came here and turned to kill him and I did.

That's what I'm saying.

Look me up.

Your sentence will be lighter if you just help us recover the body.

Six years.

Six years.

That's all that it ain't to me.

I'm not going to lie, it's a couple of months.

So, what was this anonymous act of kindness you performed, Calvin?

Anonymous acts of kindness?

I don't think Kelvin shot Aaron.

Kelvin shot someone, but it wasn't Aaron.

Well, I guess we find his body and it's fresh and we know that Kelvin's telling

the truth.

And what if we don't?

Then we put pressure on the flatmates, try and tell us what really happened.

Maybe we can get them to turn against each other. One of them's got a crack at

some point.

I know one stubborn old bugger they won't crack.

We should talk.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

If you get even the tiniest scratch, I'm like, I know you love me.

Call me the fool that I am And I will not complain Can't keep my thoughts to

myself My words in my mouth Yeah, I take the blame And call me the

fool that I am And don't you hesitate And make my mistakes

But that's just what it takes to navigate So call

me the fool that I am

Call me the fool that I am

and

lay it to rest.