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Making a public nuisance
of yourselves, eh?

Preaching blasphemy.

21 years.

Looks like we've got a
couple of Scottish heretics.

There should be another one.

I believe she died on the boat.

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No, no!

Leave her alone!

No! Ahh!

No! No...

What is that?

It's the mark of your forebears.

The mark of your destiny.

Why were you
trespassing on this property?

Following a hunch.

A hunch?

Grace is Jenny McGinty's aunt.

- Eileen McGinty's sister.
- I'm aware of that.

And I don't think this whole
story ends with Freddie Hopkins.

Neither do I.

But I don't know how harassing Jenny's

relatives is gonna make you feel better.

I'm just trying to understand
why he killed Dorothy Moxley.

Well, then, do it properly.

We can interview
Freddie when he recovers.

Okay.

Sorry. I just want to know how this
case is connected to Jenny McGinty.

She forgot to pick me up once.

Some kids took my lunch money,

so I didn't have
enough to catch the bus.

How did you get home?

I hitched a ride.

Hmm...

How did that make you feel?

Look, I think I was on a job...

Let her finish, please.

I'm finished.

Is that why you started
making the videos, Lily?

To get your mother's attention?

No, I did them so I'd have
enough money for the bus

next time she forgets to pick me up.

If I asked you what
you most want to get out

of these sessions,
Lily, what would that be?

I want Mum to go back to how she
was before her friend was killed.

I already told you, I know
nothing about those bones

or where they're from.

How long have you lived here?

Why do I feel like
I'm being interrogated

for something I know nothing of?

- Detective...
- It's a simple question.

This island is full of bones

and restless spirits looking for them.

You should both know that.

We'll wait for the osteological report.

Thank you for your time, Ms. Cochran.

Ah... You sure you
won't have a cup of tea?

I have a special blend.

We don't want to take up
too much more of your time.

We'll let ourselves out.

Thank you for dropping by.

Please don't trespass
on my property again.

I'm always gracious at the door.

Is Stephanie still here?

What do you know about my niece?

Her mother was worried about her.

Her mother is weak.

Is she here?

Your interest in my
niece is very unnerving,

especially given you were with
her sister when she was killed.

"Just a cold case" is
what they call her now.

Just another blot...

... on this island's wretched history.

Stephanie?!

Only fools chase shadows, Detective.

We'll be back about the bones.

You've got a lot of work to do

but it's, uh... it's a good start, so...

I'm gonna make it work.

I can't lose her.

Do you want to talk about
this friend... who died?

No. It's fine.

I'm really sorry, Lily.

I know it's been really hard on you.

We're gonna sort this out.

Look, I don't want... you feeling like

you've got to act out
to get my attention.

I don't.

I'm talking about that mark you drew

on the back of my mirror with lipstick.

I mean, it's okay. It's... It doesn't
matter. It's an old mirror. It's...

I didn't draw any mark.

Do you have my red lipstick?

Yeah.

No.

I threw it away.

Sorry.

Hey, was that true about the bus money?

Look, I just want to know
what the mark means,

where you got it from.

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

I'll just be a minute.

Hello, Freddie.

It's good to see you out of bed.

Do you mind if I ask you
a couple of questions?

Is there someone there?

I know you can feel them.

But you can't see them, can you?

Not yet, anyway.

When you spoke to me...

... quoting from the Bible
about the insects...

I went to Grace Cochran's
place. I found bones.

Is that what you wanted
me to find, Freddie?

You don't have much time, Detective.

Does Grace Cochran have something
to do with Jenny McGinty's death?

Freddie...

Freddie, I'm trying to understand
what you want me to know.

Help me.

Hey, I, uh, need to take him back now.

No, just five more minutes.

How is Jenny McGinty
connected to Dorothy Moxley?

I did it for the children.

What children?

Freddie, what children?

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We managed to find out
more about Marianne Gowdie,

who could be our Dorothy Moxley.

Now, I looked up Marianne Gowdie
on Births, Deaths and Marriages.

She was born in 1956,

has two siblings, sisters,

Alma and Shirley Gowdie.

Alma was the mother of Valerie,

who was strangled to death in 1995.

They were a strange family, according

to the police report on Valerie Gowdie.

Came from convict stock.

Locals said the murder
caused quite a ripple in the area.

Where are they now? Why
haven't they come forward?

The sisters vanished not
long after Valerie's murder.

It's like they fell off
the face of the earth.

Until now.

Maybe they had something
to do with the murder.

Or knew someone who did.

I just had a call from Russell
Hamilton from the Council.

Mm.

Checking some small details for the
Minor Ferry proposal application.

Yeah?

I don't want to hex it but
it sounded very positive.

See?

Don't I always come through for you?

I got it.

Want to wait a sec?

How can I help you?

Gareth McAvaney?

Yep.

We've got a warrant to
search your premises.

I need you to make all your
files, computer and paper,

available to my officers.

You've got to be joking.

I'd also like to ask you some questions

pertaining to the death of
Councillor Jacinta Clunes.

- What's going on?
- I already gave a statement.

I was trying to help her.

Let's continue this conversation
down at the station.

How'd you go with Lily?

I don't think I'll be up
for Mother of the Year,

but it was a good start.

Hey, um...

Sorry I left so early.

Ah, no problem.

I thought perhaps I...
stole all the blankets.

No, it was nice.

Thanks for looking after me.

Mm... You had a rough night.

Hey, has Maggie called you?

No. Why?

You know how you asked her to run
a blood check on Valerie Gowdie

to see if she's Dorothy
Moxley's daughter?

Yeah, we now know she's her niece.

Mm. Well, she found another match.

A familial match for Marianne Gowdie.

Who is it?

Oh, just wait.

Molly McGee?

Good, thanks.

Yes, we would.

Right, thanks for letting us know.

Bennette's got Gareth
McAvaney. She's bringing him in.

- Here?
- Her office.

Remember his bandaged hand?

You think Gareth McAvaney
is Marianne Gowdie's son?

Mm-hm.

You said yourself, he was asking a
lot of questions about the murder.

Shouldn't we tell Lewis?

We'll call him on the way.

I think it's better if I
sit in on the interview.

Molly, stay out of it.

Okay? You've still got a
complaint hanging over you.

Don't risk the case.

I already explained to you that

I was trying to stop her from driving.

She'd had a few drinks.

Ms. Clunes' blood alcohol reading

at the time of her death was under 0.05.

Well, that was some time
after she'd been drinking.

You claimed you called the police

immediately after the accident.

That's right. I did.

And the accident was only

a couple of kilometres
from the restaurant.

Jacinta was upset...

By "Jacinta", you're
referring to Councillor Clunes?

Yes.

Mate, what's going on here?

You were on friendly terms, then?

We've done business
together in the past.

As I explained, she was upset
and I was trying to calm her.

Can we get to the point
of why my client is here?

Several witnesses from the restaurant

noticed that you and Ms. Clunes
were fighting in the car park.

One even went so far as to say
you grabbed her by the throat.

That's rubbish.

Is that how you cut your hand?

I cut my hand a couple of
days ago on a door frame.

My client has explained himself enough.

Another witness said
they saw a red Mercedes

driving recklessly behind Ms.
Clunes, flashing high beams,

before she crashed.

Would there be any reason for you to

want to cause harm to Jacinta Clunes?

No. Why would I?

She wasn't trying to
end a business deal with

you that would see you
benefit financially?

On what grounds are you suggesting this?

We're in the process of
investigating, as we speak.

In other words, nothing.

Alright, you've got nothing to hold
me on and, uh, I'd like to leave.

Do you know a woman by
the name of Dorothy Moxley?

Of course.

I mean, hasn't everyone?

Her murder's been on the news
every night for the past week.

What about Marianne Gowdie?

No.

What has this got to do with my client?

Based on the blood found
on Councillor Clunes' car.

It's a familial match for a
murder victim we're investigating,

Marianne Gowdie.

My client told you how he cut his hand.

It must belong to someone else.

Would you be prepared
to undergo a blood test?

Ah, there's no way we're doing that.

If your client's related
to Marianne Gowdie,

we'd like to ask him some questions

pertaining to her murder

and her business dealings within
the Star of the Forest Church.

Wow, you really are
clutching at straws, huh?

Desperate to go home?

My client is not under arrest

and, therefore, has no obligation to

undergo a blood test or any other test.

No, of course. It would be voluntary.

You won't do the test
to disprove the theory?

What theory?

That she's your mother.

Maybe another time.

Would you know anything
about a Valerie Gowdie?

She was strangled to death back in '95.

A Ricky Jones was convicted
but it was overturned on appeal.

Her murder's still unsolved.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

But I can't help you.

We'll be in touch.

Good try. Thank you.

Every guilty person
is their own hangman.

We need to get blood tests
or DNA off Gareth McAvaney.

We can only do that if
he's charged with something.

So, why did you leave
so early this morning?

I went to Grace's place.

Why?

Something Freddie said
yesterday was playing on my mind.

It was a quote from the
Bible, right? About insects.

Insects?

Now, the other day,
when I was at Grace's,

I saw people spraying this paddock.

It was like it was infested.

- So?
- I found bones.

In that same paddock.

Human bones?

They're being analysed right now.

- Do you think Freddie knew they were there?
- I don't know.

But I get a bad vibe
about Grace Cochran.

Yeah, so do I.

Should I cut it here?

No. It's the stem that we want.

The thorns are most important.

Not near the flower?

The flower is beautiful.

But it's the thorns that are potent.

We use them to make
markings to protect us.

Ahh! Ah...

A defence against danger.

No!

Oh...

This is a valuable lesson,

passed down our family line.

We appreciate the beauty of the
rose when there is no threat.

But when persecution comes,

we'll be thankful for the thorns.

Guard!

What the hell is going on?

- What'd they take?
- Everything!

All our plans for Minor Ferry,

all our cost reports.

What have you done, Gareth?

What are the police looking for?

Just say nothing.
They've got nothing on us.

- Alright, I gotta go.
- You need to tell me what's going on.

Don't you touch me.

You owe me an explanation.

If you've had anything to do
with Jacinta Clunes's death,

I want nothing to do with you.

While I was looking into
the Valerie Gowdie murder,

I came across some police
reports from up there.

Ricky Jones was a foster kid.

And he, along with
some of these kids here,

all lived up around
the lakes at some point.

They're kids who had
disappeared over several years.

They came from no fixed
address, or foster homes.

Vulnerable kids, like Daisy.

Do we, uh... do we know if any
of these kids knew each other?

It's hard to tell at this
point, but we don't think so.

We're still trying to determine

if there's any more missing kids.

How many so far?

7 to 10 kids.

Right, so, there could be more.

Okay, let's look at
them all individually

and see if we can find a connection.

Maybe start with Social Services.

Centuries ago, in the old country,

the villagers were hemmed in by forest.

And at the outer fields,

there was the Hedge,

the boundary that separated the village

from the wild lands
where the trees began.

Our people, your people,

lived on that boundary.

They were the riders of the border

between this world and the other,

crossing one to the other,

and returning with wisdom...

... and insight.

Come in.

And with wisdom and insight

comes the power of retribution.

Something... our ancestors
were never above delivering.

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The boy, who's that?

Ricky Jones.

I've seen this kid before.

- Yeah, I showed you his file.
- No, no, no.

There's a picture of him...

... in Gareth McAvaney's study.

Are you sure?

I am positive.

Senior Constable Wolfe.

I think we should go back over
the case files for Valerie Gowdie.

What are you thinking?

A partial fingerprint cleared
Ricky Jones of murder.

Right.

So, I'm thinking, who
might have been with him

when Valerie Gowdie was murdered in '95?

The same year Gareth McAvaney
turned up at Hillscrest.

Mm-hm.

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Gareth McAvaney.

You're under arrest for misconduct

and obtaining financial
advantage by deception.

You'll need to accompany
us to the station,

where you can be formally charged.

I'm gonna call my lawyer.

You can do that on the way.

What?

Are you sure?

Okay, thanks.

Uh, that was Maggie.

After she checked Valerie Gowdie's
DNA, she found something else.

Valerie Gowdie and Jenny
McGinty are related.

What?

Oh, my God.

Eileen McGinty is
Jenny McGinty's mother.

If Jenny McGinty and
Valerie Gowdie are cousins,

that could mean that Eileen

and this Alma Gowdie are sisters.

Grace Cochran and Eileen
McGinty are sisters.

That we know.

Grace Cochran, Eileen McGinty

and Dorothy Moxley...

... are the Gowdie sisters.

Where's Lewis? We need
to reopen the case files

for Valerie Gowdie
and Jenny McGinty now.

I'll find him.

Molly McGee?

Great. I'm coming down now.

We need to reopen the Jenny
McGinty case, and Valerie Gowdie.

Two cold cases, five
years apart, both related.

I know.

You and Molly make a great team.

You brought me back here
for a reason, didn't you?

We can never really shake
off the past, can we?

It always has a way of chasing you down.

Only if you're running from it.

You and I are alike, like that.

No point looking back.

We can't fix our mistakes.

What mistakes?

Who made mistakes?

I've only ever wanted to be a
copper, ever since I was a kid.

Just to help people.

- To do good.
- You have done good.

People respect you. You've
come through the ranks.

Perhaps when you want
something so badly,

people can see it, they smell it.

They take advantage of that.

What happened that day?

The day you found Jenny.

Why did the police say it
was a robbery gone wrong?

That was the story that I was fed.

"To help a grieving mother", they said.

I mean, what's worse
than a senseless killing?

Best to say it was a robbery.

Who's "they"?

People who were controlling
the investigation.

The cops?

It goes a lot deeper than that.

I was a foster kid... you know?

A ward of the state.

After my parents were
killed in an accident.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I went from house to house,

like it happens.

And then a family wanted me.

They took me in and they gave
me everything. I was so grateful.

But it was like...

... living on eggshells.

One stumble...

... and it could all break.

That's a hard way to live, for a kid.

And you know you can
never repay the debt.

So, you learn...

... that when they ask for anything...

... you say yes.

What did you say yes to, Lewis?

Was it something to do with the case?

I had to...

... I just had to get
rid of Jenny's backpack.

That was all.

To help the mother
understand the crime and...

... make sense of it all.

I was so green.

I didn't know any better.

- I just wanted to do good.
- You took Jenny's backpack?

I got promoted not long after it.

I guess I knew, deep down, that
I didn't deserve the promotion.

But I took it.

I dumped... Jenny's
backpack at the waterfall.

When I saw the body the other day...

... Dorothy Moxley...

... and Jenny's ID card...

... I knew the day of
reckoning had come.

We need to reopen Jenny McGinty's case.

And that's why you brought me home.

Isn't it?

The truth, Lewis.

Do you know who killed Jenny?

I don't know the truth, Alex.

Only you do.

You were there.

- Where's my lawyer?
- On her way.

Give me your hand, please.

You're making a big mistake.

Yeah, I know. We always do.

Open your mouth, please.

Oh, there she is.

You must be feeling
pretty good about yourself.

What is it about me that
fascinates you so much?

Oh, I'm not fascinated by
you. I'm protecting the public.

Can you get me out of here?

I want my client out on bail.

I think he's a flight risk.

On what grounds? He's
got no prior convictions.

He'll be granted bail
on his own undertaking.

But he's not to leave the state.

Fine. Let's get out of here.

You'll need to surrender
your passport by the end of the day.

Will do. Come on.

You should be more careful, Detective.

I'm not afraid of you, McAvaney.

That's enough! Get out of here
before I change my mind!

What was that all about?

We need to run his
fingerprints through the system.

I have a feeling he's
involved in a cold case.

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Hey, this is Alex.

Can't get to the phone
right now. Please leave...

Good?

Come with me, Freddie.

The winter solstice
is the time we rejoice,

in the darkest hour, the coldest hour.

It is the time when the veil between

this world and the other is thinnest,

when the world is at its
darkest and most dead.

It is the time that marks the
bottom, from which life rises.

A long time ago, the Winter Queen

walked across the rocky land.

Her wicker basket was
filled with stones,

dropping them as she passed to form

the lakes and mountains and valleys.

It was a test of our resilience,

our ancestors pulling their loads,

their possessions, their lives,

across that ragged land,

and over every obstacle the
Winter Queen put in their path.

It's winter solstice tomorrow night,

the longest night of the year,

when the dead can return to us.

It's a time to gather souls

and leave... the dead...
to bury... the dead.

Where have you been? Gareth
McAvaney's been charged.

Come with me.

What is it?

- Where's Alex?
- This is for you.

It came this morning.

It's a formal complaint,

from Gareth McAvaney's lawyer.

I can't lose my job, Lewis.

I told you, when a formal letter
came in, you'd need to be suspended.

He's been charged. He's a criminal.

I'm giving you 48 hours
to get a defence mounted.

Use Alice Ryan.

She's the best in the business
for these type of matters.

Thank you, Lewis.

Grimshaw.

What? When?

I'm on my way.

- What is it?
- It's Freddie.

This way, Mrs. Hopkins.

What happened?!

Well, we believe the patient
suffered a fatal cardiac arrest.

Was he ill earlier?

He was.

Do you have any other information,
what might have caused it?

Not at this stage.

We've been running some blood tests.

Inspector?

Keep me informed.

I've got to go.

Go back to the office.
I'll be back later.

Hey, this is Alex. Can't get
to the phone right now.

Please leave your number
and I'll get back to you.

Alex, I need to talk to you.
Where are you?

He's dead, Grace.

Hmm.

I never did trust hospital food.

He was going to jail.

This all would have been over.

Now this.

It's gonna bring attention to you.

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

It's over, Grace.

Everything.

They know who you are.

Hmm.

Do you know, I remember you
when you were a young child?

You were a lost, lonely little boy,

searching for salvation.

Huh.

I worried for you then
and I worry for you now.

Now, why would you be
worried about me, Grace?

'Cause you could never quite
find enough faith to hold onto.

Our beliefs...

... is all we have,
at the end of the day.

I paid my dues.

And you benefited
greatly from it. Hmm...

I'd give it all back, if I could.

Why did you bring back Alex O'Connell?

Because I wanted the
past to be resolved.

And only he can do it.

The ink on the past is dry, Lewis.

Hmm...

I'm curious.

Freddie what's-his-name...

... did he ever say
why he killed Dorothy?

He said he did it for the children.

And I know what he means.

Hmm.

You've served your purpose to us, Lewis.

Hmm...

Handed us a gift, actually.

But you can go now.

You're free.

We don't want you anymore.

Auntie Grace?

Oh...

You look like an angel, Valerie.

Jenny McGinty, I don't
know where we're going.

It's just through these trees.

Come on.

This is it.

It's just how I remember.

I used to live here as a child.

"O Lord, you form
light and you create darkness.

You bring prosperity
and you create disaster".

Alex?

We were at a house.

With a blue door.

There was something horrible behind it.

Alex?

Jenny... No!

William.

You really shouldn't
have come back, Alex.

Alex? It's me. Where are you? I
need to speak to you. Call me back.

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