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(WIND HOWLS)

(BIRDS SCREECH)

Jenny, wait!

Come on, keep up, Alex!

(SQUAWKING ECHOES)

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

It's just through these trees.

(BIRD CAWS)

This is it.

It's just how I remember.

I used to live here as a child.

Does anyone live here anymore?

I don't know.

Mum said they all left.

Creepy house.

Come on.

(BIRD CAWS)

(READS) "O Lord, you form light
and you create darkness.

"You bring prosperity
and you create disaster."

Yeah, you're right.
It is a creepy house.

Alex?

Alex!

(RUSTLE AND JANGLING)

(LOUD THRASHING, SQUAWKING)

Alex?

Jenny, no!

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

"My screams got lost
in a paper cup

"Do you think there's a heaven
where some screams have gone?

"Yeah, I can hear that

"I don't care

"Cause sometimes I sit

"Sometimes I hear my voice

"And it's been

"Here

"Silent all these years.

(WIND HOWLS)

(SONG CONTINUES ON CAR RADIO)

"We were walking

"I was talking

"About anything and everything

"That happened

"And you were laughing

"Got off track then

"And I wondered if I'd wake
from all this dreaming

"This is what
it sounds like... "

(GASPS)

(ALARM WAILS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(ALARM STOPS)

- (SOBBING)
- MAN: Drink.

Drink.

(SOBS)

It's gonna be alright, Daisy.

We could go to jail.

- We could go to jail!
- That is not gonna happen.

Hey?

I would not
let that happen to you.

Do you understand me? OK?

How?

I'm gonna get us out of here,
Daisy.

(LOUD WHOOSH)

(GRUNTING)

- (GASPS)
- Hey.

Hey, I can protect you.

Where will we go?
Where will we go?

My Mum says I've got an uncle
on the mainland.

In Ballarat.

Where's Ballarat?

It's a couple of hours
north of Melbourne.

It's not far.

We'll be punished either way.

(LOUD METALLIC GRINDING)

(GASPING AND PANTING)

(CHOKES)

- (PANTS)
- Hey.

Hey? Daisy?

DAISY: We leave the dead
to bury the dead.

We leave the dead to bury
the dead.

We leave the dead
to bury the dead.

My dad used to say

that every guilty person
is his own hangman.

Yes.

Daisy. Hey.

I've gotta go.

- Come on, Daise, I'll drive...
- I've gotta go.

- Daisy...
- I've got my bike.

Daisy!

Where are you going?

I have to go, Freddie.

Daisy!

(PHONE BUZZES)

Hi, I can't get to the phone
right now.

Please leave a message.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(LOUD THRASHING, WINGS FLAP)

(INSECTS SCREECH)

(BIRDS CALL)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

"Now

"To forget what we had

"You better seal it tight
before the memories go bad

"Between the Devil

"And the deep blue sea

"I saw you dancing

"With a girl like me

"I watched in silence

"As you held her hands... "

"Ho-old

"Me darling

"And lay me down

"By the fire...

(PHONE BUZZES)

"See, we might grow old

"But I won't fear... "

(GULLS SQUAWK)

(BIRDS SCREECH)

(HELICOPTERS WHIRR)

(INDISTINCT
POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)

You know what to do.

Just make sure no-one can tell
that's a crime scene.

On it.

What have we got?

- Oh, it's bad.
- Is it ever good?

- Haven't you slept?
- Oh, God!

- Who called it in?
- A bloke walking his dog.

Always a bloody dog walker.

Brace yourself.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS OVERHEAD)

(BIDS SCREECH)

Can you...?

God, it carried her
a fair distance.

WOMAN: They've got
some recent footprints,

but it's a tourist spot, so...

- Any ID?
- No.

She looks late 50s,
early 60s, I guess.

Seems crazy, something like
this happening down here.

The island's supposed
to be a safe place.

I just hope
it wasn't a local that did it.

Can't blame mainlanders
for everything.

What's this?

Looks like a piece of wood.

She's got defensive wounds
on her hands.

This must have been placed in
her grip after she was dumped.

It would have fallen out
in the struggle otherwise.

Why would they do that?

Farmer up the road
said he heard a car around here

about sunset.

- What've you got there, Freya?
- Looks like an old school ID.

Really old.

Jenny McGinty.

Jenny McGinty?

Maybe this was her
when she was younger.

But the age doesn't add up.

That's not Jenny McGinty.

I know Jenny McGinty.
She died over 20 years ago.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(SCREECHING OF BIRDS ECHOES)

(PHONE VIBRATES)

(SIGHS)

(SIRENS WAIL)

So, there's still a fair bit
of work to do on this one,

but we'll keep you posted.

Thanks, guys.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

You hear Pearson got nine years?

He should have got 20.

You're not taking my calls
anymore.

Sorry, I was busy. What's up?

I need you to go to Hobart.

What?

Why?

There's been a nasty homicide
down there.

Well, they have cops
down there, don't they?

They're short
and need assistance.

I've got the Barlow case.
Peyton can go.

Peyton can take over
the Barlow case.

You're from there.
You know the place.

Yeah, I grew up there.
I live here now.

You're booked
on an 11:30am flight.

- I'm not going.
- This is not for you to decide.

- It's an order.
- You have to find someone else.

Why?

I have my reasons.

You'd better go and pack
or you'll miss your flight.

(SCOFFS)

(SIRENS WAIL NEARBY)

(THRASHING ECHOES)

JENNY: Alex?

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(PHONES RING)

Hey. I'm going out.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Daisy.

Detective McGee, I have to
talk to you about something.

- Are you using again?
- No.

Alright. Can you just
get her a sandwich?

Wait here, Daisy.
I'll be back soon.

Come on, Daise.
You can catch up later.

- Detective!
- Come on.

- I won't be long.
- Come through.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
It's been a year

since the Tasmanian Government

convened
an emergency Housing Summit,

but still, we have an absolute
crisis on our hands.

The Housing Minister says

the government has taken action
in the past 12 months

to address the crisis,

pointing to the rezoning and...

(CHILDREN SHOUT)

Come on, come on!

Oh, come on! Come on!

- MAN: Detective McGee?
- Mr Fian?

Oh, William, please.

- Thanks for your time.
- Oh, my pleasure. This way.

How can I be of assistance
to you?

Not one of our students
in trouble, I hope?

Not quite.

Oh, now I'm intrigued.

Look, I was wondering
if you could tell me

how far back your files
on students go.

Paper records.

Well, they don't, really.

They've all been replaced
with digital.

Why do you ask?

Just following up on something.

Say if someone were to obtain
an old ID card, for example.

Pre-digital?

Yeah.

Well, how far back
are you talking?

20 years... or so.

Oh, I see.

Well to be honest,

any old photo ID card
would be destroyed,

or perhaps kept by students

as a souvenir
when they graduate.

Though I'm guessing
this is of no help to you.

No, it's fine.

I was also wondering,

did any of your female staff

not turn up to work
this morning, by any chance?

No.

All present and accounted for.

- You've seen them?
- At assembly.

I'm pleased to say

we're a very sought-after
school for teachers

with our high sporting
and academic record, of course.

Uh, you have, uh, children
yourself, Detective?

Just one. A daughter.

Oh, you should consider
sending her here.

We have
an excellent success rate.

I'm a single mother
on a cop wage.

I couldn't afford the lunch here

but, uh, thank you again
Mr... uh...

...William.
- My pleasure.

And, please, if I can help
you with any further inquiries,

don't hesitate to call.

Thanks again.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CRACKLING)

(JET ENGINE ROARS)

(GROANS AND SIGHS)

(CAT MIAOWS)

(PURRS)

You and me both, Molly.

Come on.

(MOLLY MIAOWS)

Alex! My baby brother.

Kids are gonna love this fella.

Girl.

(MOLLY MIAOWS)

- It's a girl.
- Girl, eh?

What's her name, then?

It's just... Cat.

Kitty.

OK.

Kitty it is.

I've got you in the studio.
Built it myself.

As I said on the phone,
I won't be here long.

You never know.

You haven't told
Mum and Dad, have you?

You asked me not to.

It's great.

- Help yourself to anything.
- Thanks. Appreciate it.

It's good to see you, mate.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

(MOLLY MIAOWS)

(MIAOWS)

Don't get comfortable.

Yeah. she turned up at the
police station this morning

looking pretty out of it,
but she ran off.

Yeah.
Look, can you check for me?

Yeah. I know.

I thought this new foster family
was working out.

Alright. Thanks, mate.

Bye.

(ENGINE SPLUTTERS)

Hey, I don't have...

The shoe's
on the other foot, though.

(ENGINE SPLUTTERS)

Coming?

Yeah.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Everyone, this is
Senior Detective Alex O'Connell.

Thanks for getting
down here so quickly.

We're just settling in.

Had to pull a task force
together last minute.

- ALEX: What'd this used to be?
- It was an old school.

Established 1848.

Do you want a coffee?

I'm fine, thanks.

How was your flight?

Quicker than it used to be.

Uh, here's some light viewing
for you.

Yeah, Tasmania's
not like you remember.

They call it the MONA Effect.

The Museum of Old and New Art.

Uh-huh.

They say it's better
than the Guggenheim.

Little old Tassie, eh?

We don't get murders
like this down here.

Hey, how's Chief Inspector
Lena Madison these days?

Keeping us all on our toes.

I went through the Academy
with her. She's a good egg.

She is, but as...
as I mentioned to her,

I'm in the middle
of my own case.

- So...
- I understand.

And I appreciate
her lending you out to us.

I know this wouldn't be
an easy time for you right now.

I'll be fine.

(PHONE RINGS)

Excuse me.

Grimshaw.

Where?

OK.

We've got
a possible crime scene.

We need to get down there
before the media get here,

but you need to be sworn
in to our jurisdiction.

This is Detective
Senator Constable Freya Harris.

- Welcome.
- Hi.

Process and tradition.

I, um...

I don't need that.

Then read this out loud.

"I, Alex Jackson O'Connell,

"affirm that I will
faithfully execute

"the office of police officer
in Tasmania

"and that
to the best of my power,

"without favour or affection,
malice or ill-will,

"will cause the peace
to be kept and preserved

"and prevent all offences

"against persons and properties
in Tasmania,

"and that, to the best of my
ability, skill and knowledge,

"will discharge all the duties
of a police officer,

"according to law."

Found this. Clearly,
robbery's not the motive.

Dorothy Moxley,
the woman from the waterfall.

She must have walked here,
but where was she going?

This area
doesn't cut through anywhere.

Council guys
that were brush-cutting said

kids often hang out around here.

Why take her body
an hour away, to the waterfall?

Why not just leave it here?

Ah, the mainlander's arrived.

To help save the day, no doubt.

Alex?

Molly.

GRIMSHAW: Looks like
you two know each other.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Senior Detective O'Connell
has joined us

on this investigation.

Uh, Senior Constable
Oscar Wolfe.

Alex O'Connell.

GRIMSHAW: Is this
where she was murdered?

Yep.
Through here, we've got an ID.

GRIMSHAW: Follow me, Alex.

OSCAR: Dorothy Finola Moxley.

Can someone grab those glasses?

GRIMSHAW: Might belong to
the victim.

They're not
the victim's glasses.

She was wearing contacts.

You noticed contact lenses
through the barbed wire?

You get used to it. Once it
gets in, it never get out.

Mind like a steel trap.

So, why did the killer think
this was a safe place?

I mean,
anyone could have seen him.

Maybe they didn't work alone.

Had a lookout.

(WHISPERS) Lewis.

- Can I have a word?
- Later.

I want this all cleaned up
before the media gets here.

Molly, Alex,
get down to the morgue.

You can catch up on the way.

I remember this car.

It wasn't my choice to be here.

What's Lewis told you?

I've read the brief.

So, you know about the ID card.

What ID card?

(SCOFFS)

What?

(SIGHS)

An old school ID card
was found on the body.

How old?

'99. Hillscrest.

It belonged to Jenny.

McGinty.

What are you talking about?

And now you're here.

(ENGINE STARTS)

- You alright?
- Mm.

- Mm.
- You should be happy.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.
I mean, look at this view.

It was quite the foresight
on your part.

Seeing Future Valley in a
parcel of swampland like this.

Well, business
is all about foresight.

Well, I don't need to tell you

there's a huge demand
for housing down here, do I?

It's a gamble
we hope will pay off.

Mm-hm.

When are you going
to announce the proposal?

Some time in the next month,
I'd imagine.

There's a lot of pressure
from the government.

And then you go to work.

Mm-hm.

I've sunk a lot of money
into this.

I mean,
this land ain't worth shit

without winning that proposal.

Yeah.

And that's what I'm here for.

IF... I'm Deputy Mayor
at the next election.

Well, I suspect we've...
invested well in you.

Well, I'm glad you're pleased.

(WIND HOWLS)

You can see it's cut deep.

Do you know what they used?

Something thin,
like wire maybe or...

- MOLLY: Like fishing line?
- Possibly.

And then just wound
the handles for leverage.

Alex?

What about this?

Oh, Forensics have it.

It's a piece of wood.
Could be marine paint.

She was clutching it - I think
it was placed in her hand

after she was rolled
down the waterfall.

Ritual.

Could be some kind of
religious spiritual thing.

We'll check it out.

What about the school ID?

We're looking into that.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

It's just been a long day.

He's just arrived
from Melbourne.

Oh.

Welcome.

We'll come back later.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- I guess.

You have to slam it.

(LOUD TAPPING ECHOES)

Come on, let me hear
the heels, girls!

(TAPPING CONTINUES)

Lily Broomhall, focus!

Uh, Grace?

Sorry to disturb you.

Not at all, Detective McGee.

Oh, Molly, please.

Uh, you haven't seen Daisy
around today, have you?

I can't say I have, actually.

Surprising.

- Five, six, seven, eight.
- It was soup day today.

She loves her soup, that girl.

- She's not in trouble?
- Oh, no, no, no.

She was just, uh,
looking for me this morning.

I thought she might be here.

Lily seems to be
enjoying herself.

She comes twice a week now.

Does she?

Her father thinks
it helps settle her down.

Father knows best, eh?

(GRACE CHUCKLES)

Alright, well thanks, Grace.

If you see Daisy, just let her
know that I'm looking for her.

I certainly will - and if you
don't mind me saying,

you should take care yourself,
too.

You're worn,
physically and spiritually.

I have an old family recipe.

A broth, with a thousand years
of Scottish wisdom in it.

A few spoonfuls
would make all the difference.

Uh... I'm fine,
but, uh, thank you.

Hi, chicken.

What are you doing here?

I thought I'd drop in
and say hello to my daughter.

You're working.

Yeah, a bit.

Grace said you're coming here
twice a week now.

Mm, it's Angela's idea.

I just didn't think
you were that into dancing.

Keeps me out of the house.

What do you mean?

She and Dad have a baby now,
so...

Lily, if you feel uncomfortable

- at the house...
- No, Mum, it's fine.

I have friends here. It's cool.

There's Dad. I gotta go.

Oh, hold your horses.

So, what are you doing here?

Looking for someone else.

- Lily...
- Everything OK?

Yeah, nothing a few spoonfuls of
broth won't solve, apparently.

Ready to go?

Mm.

Well, I'll drop her off
tomorrow. OK?

Alright. See ya.

(KEYS DROP)

(SIGHS)

(DRIPPING)

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE SPLUTTERS)

(ENGINE SPLUTTERS)

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

NEWSREADER: The woman's
body was found by a farmer

walking his dog in the
early hours of the morning.

It was wrapped in barbed wire...

Oof. Sorry, Shelly,
I keep forgetting.

Don't worry, love.

Freddie's been forgetting to
fix it for about three years.

MOLLY: Sounds about
as useful as mine.

- Chicken salt or normal?
- Oh, just normal, thanks.

(SOUL SONG PLAYS IN BACKGROUND)

SHELLY: I swear, his memory
is getting worse.

Memory loss at, what, 19?
What hope have we got?

He's 24 now.

Oh...

Thanks.

- Been keeping busy?
- Yeah.

- Yep.
- (CHUCKLES)

- FREDDIE: Mum.
- Where have you been?

I was worried.

♪ A long time ago... ♪

Hi, Freddie.

SHELLY: Aren't you cold
in just a singlet?

♪ Only be a while

Is Lily here with you?

No, she's at her dad's.

"Waiting for so long...

I'm off. Thanks again, Shelly.

Thanks. Bye.

"Baby

"Oh

"I'm tired of standing by

"But I can't seem to leave you

"No matter how I try

"Now the sun's goin' down... "

(BIRDS CAW, WIND HOWLS)

(DOOR LOCK CLICKS)

(DOOR LOCK CLICKS)

NEWSREADER: She'd been dumped
at the waterfall

and found in the early hours
of this morning.

Police are appealing to the
public for any information.

She has been identified
as Dorothy Moxley.

So far, there is no motive
for the brutal killing.

What?

Dorothy? No.

When?

No, O... OK.

Alright.

Thanks for letting me know.

(EXCLAIMS)

(STIFLES SOB)

NEWSREADER: She was strangled,
and those responsible

may have been trying to wash
away incriminating evidence.

The dead woman
has been identified

as 62-year-old Dorothy Moxley
of Hobart.

Police have asked anyone
who may have known Ms Moxley,

or have any information
about her, to contact them.

They say all information will
be treated as confidential.

Overseas now,
and US President Donald Trump...

GRACE: Hello?

Have you seen the news?

WOMAN: Say nothing. You hear me?

She only comes with
warnings, Gareth.

Oh, Freddie.

Who's coming to play tonight?

How are you?

(COINS JANGLING)

I've been thinking about you.

I've been losing sleep.

Would you like me to
put some lipstick on?

I've got the ones you bought me.

This one broke the other day.

So, I need some more money.

They're very expensive.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

SHELLY: Just me, love.

Here you go, darling.

Dinner won't be long.

Thanks, Mum.

(DOGS BARK NEARBY)

JENNY: Alex? (ECHOES)

(JANGLING)

(OBJECTS RATTLE)

(GATE SQUEAKS AND CLATTERS)

Lily?

(PANTS)

(RUSTLING)

(BIRDS CAW, WINGS FLAP)

(FREDDIE BREATHES HEAVILY)

- (LOUD BANGING)
- (GASPS)

You leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

MOLLY: Lily?

(GASPS)

DAISY!