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Get your own.

Yeah, I'll just duck to the shop, shall I?

There she is.

Fuckin' how does anyone survive out here?

You don't, I guess.

Happened slowly enough

they managed to get a distress signal out.

What distress signal?

You're standing on it.

You two drew the short straw?

Hey, give us one of those?

Local PD are underground in the living quarters.

They're waiting for a chat.

OK, so, just this way. Watch out for the...

So, yeah, young Darryl here found 'em.

Is that right, Darryl?

You found the bodies?

Yeah.

Yeah, four bodies, all found

in and around the premises.

All male. All in states of deceased.

What do you know about the missing scientist?

Kate Reynolds.

We were looking for her by the creek

and, we came across...

the old guy.

Yeah.

Do you know what it is they were studying out here?

Space.

Space?

Yeah, you know, stars. Galaxies.

You know, things of that nature.

- Planets. - Well, yeah, exactly. Yeah.

I mean, we largely left them to themselves.

I mean, this station's - what is it, Darryl?

About 340 clicks from Barrawin, so...

So how did you know something was wrong?

Well, apparently there were plans

for the scientists to contact their families

on Christmas Day via radio

and, you know, when those communications were missed,

that's when the family members, contacted us.

Howard, that was three days ago.

That is... That's...

Yeah.

You waited three days

to come and check it out?

Yeah, well, look, it was Christmas Day.

You know, Barrawin PD,

I mean, it's just basically me and Darryl, you know?

Yeah, and Geoff. Except Geoff has the diarrhoea.

Who's Geoff?

He has the diarrhoea.

OK.

What's down there?

Mick?

Alright, you nasty bitches!

Are you ready for some murders?

Whoo!

Yay! Amazing!

So it's been 37 years since the Parrish killings.

Man, these killings are older than me.

- Are they? - What?

So we've been talking about this for months now.

This Parrish series has been a huge multi-parter for us.

Big-time.

And I've gotta say,

you do get obsessed from time to time.

But this one, the Parrish Station massacre,

this is special for you.

- Well, yeah, this is my baby. - Yeah.

- This is my little murder baby. - Don't call it murder baby.

It's not just that this case

remains unsolved.

This thing, the more time you spend with it

and the deeper you go,

the weirder it becomes.

And you have these two cops at the centre of it,

Georgia Cooke...

and Michael Thorne.

And neither of them

will ever run another case after this.

Simon Lim. Late 40s, early 50s.

Body's been displayed post-mortem.

Crudely autopsied.

Organs removed.

Tell me when you spot it.

George, you seen...

Toaster's been taken apart.

A couple of other items on the pool table too.

A guitar, a cassette player, some tools.

Oi.

Is this a research station or a mine?

Correct, yeah.

What's correct?

Well, I-I-I mean, it used to be a mine.

And then, you know, Parrish Minerals converted it,

as it were, into a research station.

You seen it yet?

Yeah, what did they mine?

Uranium.

My dad worked out here in the '60s.

So this was all run by the Parrish family?

Yes, yes, that's right.

All part of the philanthropic...

Jesus.

It's... That's a bit full-on.

Mick?

Is that clotting on the incision?

It is.

This happened while he was alive.

Times of death are gonna be

hard to pin down precisely in these conditions.

You understand how massive this is gonna be?

How close can you get?

They've been here at least three days.

Beyond that, I don't know.

Heat does some fairly wacky stuff to the human body.

This is a site run by Parrish Minerals.

This will be national news for weeks.

Gary Boyd.

Circular gouge to the left side of the throat,

consistent with...

Beer bottle?

About the right size.

No shortage out here.

Can I ask a silly question, Wendy?

Where the fuck are his teeth?

Left hand.

Left hand?

Now, I've never claimed to be a dentist.

- True. - OK?

But that is not where teeth,

you know, medically go.

You know what I mean?

So, I guess...

I guess, what the fuck?

We don't know.

We honestly don't.

The case file, which has been publicly available since 2002,

is, I would say, suspiciously thin

on the details about all of this.

OK, so it's a cover-up. Does it go all the way to the top?

OK, just so you know, I am aware I am being mocked.

But let me give you another example

of something that we have fuck-all explanation for.

This was found in the vicinity of the crime scene

and four more dotted around the site.

George, reckon we can hurry things along out here?

What's this about?

Pile of rocks.

Fuck, you're good.

Did he get burned by something?

The sun.

The sun did that?

He tried to crawl to shade.

See those marks?

That tree, maybe.

They said they looked for the missing scientist out this way.

But there wasn't another vehicle?

Just that one back there?

No. As far as we can tell.

If she's on foot, she's dead.

And the last one?

Tower.

Paul Edgars.

Blunt force trauma to the head and...

Where are the fingers?

Had a poke around, haven't found them yet.

What's Callum Parrish doing funding a radio telescope?

I don't know.

Half the shit in this city is named after that family.

That'd be alright, wouldn't it?

Do you hear that?

- George! - I'm fine, I'm fine.

Found her!

Can we talk about the only survivor, Kate Reynolds,

for a hot second here?

Yeah, I was actually really hoping

this was gonna come up, if I'm honest.

- Is this? - It is.

So, for anyone who's new here, whenever we get a new case,

I pick an element of it

and text it to my mother, Denise.

Whoo!

- Yeah! - Go, Denise!

Some Denise fans in.

Kind of creepy with the shirt, but still cool.

So I texted my mum to find out

what she remembered about the case,

especially about Kate Reynolds.

And she replied this morning.

- Are you ready to hear it? - Always.

OK.

"Damien, I do remember the Parrish Station killings."

"We were living in Silver Pine at the time,"

"next to Margot and Phil."

Simply not relevant information, Mum. Stay focused, please.

"Scientists were killed at a research station."

OK, that's actually pretty good for Denise.

"The woman, Kate Reynolds,"

"was one of the scientists' girlfriends."

- Bah-bow! - Yes.

No. OK.

Look, it's not just Denise.

A lot of people get this wrong.

She wasn't a girlfriend.

She was an extremely accomplished astrophysicist.

- Yes. - But people forget that.

That's true.

Do better next time, Mum,

OK?

Motherfucker.

Have a sook, ya big baby.

Hello?

Hello?

Millie Farah receiving. Over.

Hey, Farah.

Frankie there?

Yes, correct. Confirmed.

Just before you pop her on, take this down for the boss.

Four dead, one survivor found.

Kate Reynolds currently being choppered

into our Lady of Mercy for examination.

Is she a suspect?

Too early to say, but we had

a... interaction.

Tell Charlie we'll meet him at the hospital.

Pop Frank on, yeah?

Copy.

Hello?

- Mum? - Hi, possum. You OK?

You being good for Millie?

Frank?

What's it like where you are?

Well, it's hot.

Very dry.

It's really dusty.

And I'm gonna be back in a bit.

You were late on the radio.

I know. I know, I'm sorry.

Want to do a check, baby?

OK.

I've got 10:34 and 21 seconds,

22 seconds, 23 seconds.

I got that too.

There you go. Same.

And what do you do

if you start to feel scared

or you start to feel lonely?

I look at my watch.

And why is that?

Because I know you have the same time.

Wherever I am, Frank, same time.

Look, I gotta go. Be good for Millie, yeah? I love you.

Love you too.

I want to see Kate Reynolds's room.

Still doing the watch thing with Frankie?

Seems to help.

She still a bit off?

She worries a lot. About me mostly.

Does she know you're indestructible?

Have you told her that?

I, know who you are, by the way.

Yeah. We both do.

Yeah?

- Thanks. - Yeah.

Darryl spotted you first.

I wasn't sure it was you.

We studied Moorland. In the Academy.

Yeah?

Well, I'm pleased. I'm pleased.

Yeah.

Signs of attempted forced entry

into Kate Reynolds's room.

I'm not articulating this very well.

No...

Lock was busted open.

You don't really think in a situation like that.

You don't have time. It's...

Instinct?

That's exactly right.

Bed was used as a barricade.

Listen, you know, you don't think...

Well, we don't get many hostage situations out here.

What about Benny Mulligan when he barricaded himself

in the pub that time?

Yeah, well, it's not the same thing

as what he went through at Moorland.

- Well, no. - No.

He walks into a domestic dispute, solo.

Turns into a full-blown hostage situation with kids.

I'm not trying to say it's the same thing...

No, but you're talking about when Benny Mulligan

locks himself into the pub.

You're cheapening his accomplishment, Darryl.

It's rude.

- I'm trying... - Fellas, fellas.

Mick?

Who the fuck is that?

Hey!

Hey! What the fuck are you doing?

I'm Callum Parrish. This is my facility.

No, this is my crime scene

and you just landed a fucking helicopter on it.

I understand there's been some kind of incident.

Hey! This is a crime scene.

Look, I'm not trying to get under anyone's feet, OK?

- Great. - I'm just here to help.

Then fuck off. That'd be a terrific help.

Hey, hey, look.

It's hot. It's been a long day.

She's been hit in the head with a hammer.

None of this is ideal.

We all good?

Just asking to be kept in the loop.

Well, congratulations.

You're in the loop,

OK?

OK.

Let's go!

Now, when it comes to Georgia Cooke,

you are...

How do I put this?

You're super gay for her.

You're gay for Georgia Cooke.

I have tremendous respect for her as an investigator.

Yes.

But also... would.

- Of course. - Absolutely would.

Now, you... you say you respect her

as an investigator,

but just to play devil's advocate,

it seems to me that she was...

you know, at best, completely incompetent.

And at worst...

dangerously unhinged.

- Boo! - Shut up. She was.

OK, I will allow

that Georgia Cooke was unfit for active duty

by the end of the case.

Yeah, well, that's not really up for discussion.

She shot two people.

But, like, I know it seems unlikely,

given where she ended up,

but it is, in fact, possible

that she was right about a bunch of stuff.

And... and when you say "where she ended up"...

I think some people in the room

might not know what you're referring to here.

OK, she's currently in a health facility.

She's in a mental asylum, guys.

She went fuckin' crazy.

And she's been in a mental asylum for 37 years.

What you doing there, mate?

Muzjiks?

You trying to make me angry?

You know what I like best about our games, Leonard?

The conversation.

Challenge.

Leonard, you sonofabitch.

"Muzjik. A Russian peasant."

Hey, Barry, you ever heard of the word 'muzjik'?

This is some bullshit.

I'm gonna write to the dictionary people,

is what I'm gonna do.

You got a visitor.

Go on, mate.

You touch this game and I'll set you on fire.

Muzjiks!

Millie fuckin' Farah.

It's been a while.

I've been meaning to get out here and see you.

I think the last time was...

Christmas 2010.

I don't get many visits. I tend to remember.

Well, that's too long.

Yeah. We've all got stuff on.

Have a seat.

I'm running Homicide now.

You heard the word 'muzjiks'?

Yeah, I think it means, peasant, doesn't it?

See, you're clever.

That's why you're running Homicide.

How much do you remember about the Parrish case?

I mean, there was a time, wasn't there,

where you were thinking about a lot in here.

How are you on the details?

What is this, Farah? You writing a book?

Three weeks ago,

the body of a man named Clayton Wallace

was found in bushland near the airport.

His throat was cut. Teeth were removed.

Just like Gary Boyd.

Then, two days ago,

at a beach in the northern suburbs,

a university student named Todd Finch was found.

Face bashed in, fingers cut off.

Same as Paul Edgars.

OK.

Someone's re-creating the murders out at the station,

here, in the city.

It's happening again.

OK.

Hands up.

Nearly had it.

Try again.

Frankie?

Frankie, are you OK?

Who's that?

That's someone your mum's gonna speak to.

Frankie girl!

Hey.

What did Millie feed you today?

Did she feed you bricks? Hey.

You OK?

She was great till a second ago.

Thanks for this.

It's fine.

Poppy's gonna come grab you real soon, OK?

G'day, pumpkin. How you going? Alright?

OK.

Christ, she got you good, girl.

How's she doing?

She's dehydrated.

Sprained ankle. Some irritation on her skin...

She's fine.

Dr Kahn and I are having an ongoing conversation

about access to the only witness in a quadruple homicide.

There's a little difference of opinion here.

You can talk to her in half an hour.

Half an hour?

But keep it brief, keep it calm.

Avoid stressful topics.

She was found at the scene of a massacre. That might come up.

Just tread carefully.

You don't need me for this.

You've got all the old case files.

You've seen them, Georgia. They're useless.

Now, Charlie Lockwood's dead.

Mick Thorne's fuck knows where.

But you're here. It's all in your head.

Yeah, but that's the problem. It's all in my head.

How about you help me and I help you?

How's that?

I can get you outta here for a time.

I don't wanna get out of here.

And if I could take you to Frankie?

I know you've looked.

She's here in the city, Georgia. Right here.

You're a real piece of shit, you know that?

Isn't there a part of you, just a, you know, a small part of you

that wants to see this through?

And I know you're stable enough.

Yeah, I am. And you know how I got that way.

I accepted that every single conclusion I reached was wrong.

Tragically wrong. I worked a long time to accept that.

It was hard won. It's what we call in here a breakthrough.

You really know where Frankie is?

That's not bullshit?

I know where she is.

And there's three words there, and they're in Latin.

- He-hey, there she is. - Poppy!

Hello, possum.

There's the lazy bastard.

Hey, Charlie. You looking after me girls?

Yeah, mate.

Hammer.

Hammer?

Well, yeah. But this one's alright.

Retirement's good? You missing all of this?

Not one bit, mate. Not one bit.

You can come in now.

Hey, you gonna be good for Poppy?

She sure is.

Gonna watch the test cricket, aren't we, possum?

Hey, remember what I told you about, Allan Border?

- Great batsman. - Yeah, and?

Should have quit after India.

Should have quit after India. Good girl.

Wanna do a check?

2:34 and...

17, 18, 19...

Mum.

Don't.

Hey, give us a sec.

Hey, Leonard. I gotta take off for a bit.

We'll call this a draw?

I'll be back before you know it.

Don't.

I'm Georgia Cooke.

This is Michael Thorne.

We're police officers.

I've seen you before.

Yeah, you tried to kill me with a hammer this morning.

No, not this morning.

Before that.

Do you prefer Kate or Katherine?

Or Dr Reynolds?

I understand that you have a PhD.

- I'm Kate. - Kate, OK.

Good.

Do you know where you are, Kate?

Hospital.

Something happened at the research station.

They're all dead.

That's right.

I'm sorry.

Can you tell us what happened out there?

It sleepeth in the darkness dead

with hunger of unended years.

Run that by us again?

What happened to your skin, Kate? Did you get burned...

You have to take it away from me. It has to get out.

It's OK. It can... it can come out.

Listen, Miss Reynolds?

The best thing you can do right now is tell us what you saw.

What I saw?

What I saw?!

- It's OK... - Tell you what I saw?

No, please! You have to take it away from me!

Hold her down.

- Hold her down! - We need help.

Five milligrams!

Get it out!

It's easy to forget, I think,

just how fast this thing moves.

Four days. That's the whole thing.

Four days from the moment of that interview,

Kate Reynolds will be dead,

and that'll be the end of it.

But it'll also be the start,

because that death will leave so many questions unanswered,

and people will spend decades trying to answer them.

Just tell us what you saw.

What I saw?

What I saw?!

Hold her down!

Hold... hold her down!

The best thing you could do right now...

What's that you got?

These are... The university sent them over.

- What university? - What I saw?

The university running the project

with the Parrish Minerals Trust.

Best thing you do right now...

They had a telefax out there.

These are the reports they sent back.

I don't think there's anything in there, but I can have a look.

"The S-wave pairing is dominant in the low-density regime."

Good God, Farah.

I think you've cracked it.

What happened to your skin, Kate?

Did you get burned?

Hey, did you know that's incredibly fucking annoying?

I'm looking for something.

It sleepeth in the darkness,

dead with hunger of unended years.

That. What's that?

It's a tilt at an insanity plea.

It's from something.

Bible, maybe?

I doubt it.

Hey, Mick, did I tell you what Dad got Frankie for Christmas?

- No. - A book of Bible stories.

That's nice.

No, it's not. He didn't even ask me.

I mean, I don't give a shit

if he wants to do his God-bothering,

but leave her out of it.

She's just a scared little kid right now.

A word?

- Yeah. - No, just Cooke.

This is Detective Sergeant Cooke.

Charlie...

I believe you've met.

Deputy Commissioner Carrick.

Did you assault Callum Parrish this morning?

No, I did not assault Callum Parrish.

He says you did. He says you shoved him.

He was about to enter a crime scene.

I prevented him from doing that.

Are we being serious right now?

So you did assault him?

As I said, he was about to enter a crime scene.

Not going to press charges. An apology should suffice.

This is his private number.

Know that off the top of your head, do you?

George!

Sergeant, I understand

that there are events in your recent past

from which you may still be recovering.

There was a motor vehicle accident this time last year

where you lost your husband.

- Do I have that right? - You do.

- Your daughter was injured... - Pete...

She was dead for four minutes.

And how is she now?

- She's great. - Excellent.

'Cause my only concern

is you get all the support you need at this time.

If that means having time off work...

Are we done?

You'll apologise.

Come on, Pete.

I'm talking to her.

I'll apologise.

You'll be sleeping on my pull-out bed,

if that's alright.

Fine.

Where's the, you know, the...

There's a button.

There's a button.

Don't smoke in the car.

We could make mugs, maybe,

like with little Parrish Station logos on them or something.

I think people would like those.

Actually, I don't really know what people like, to be honest.

Thank you.

Hey, I wasn't too harsh about

Georgia Cooke and Kate Reynolds, was I?

I just don't want people to think I'm punching down,

you know, like with mental illness

and all that kind of stuff.

You were fine.

Cool. Thanks.

This is half, right?

All good. All good. See you tomorrow.

Actually, which direction are you going...

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

You got any kids?

No.

- Husband? - No.

- Wife? - No.

OK.

Well, this was a good chat.

Don't stay too late.

OK, bed's ready. You want another cuppa?

No, I'm fine.

Yeah. It's still there.

I'll get you a towel.

Alright, bedtime.

Read me one of these?

Your mum's not too keen on that book, love.

Alright. Just one, OK?

Then it's sleep time.

Alright. Now, let's see here.

That's a bit gruesome.

Alright.

You ready?

So, a while ago...

And, Frankie, I mean a while.

This is way back in Bible times.

There's a group of people in a city called Babel,

and they got together

and decided to build a huge tower so high

that it could reach the heavens.

Why'd they do that?

Why'd they want to build the tower?

No test cricket in Bible times, possum.

Not a lot to do.

But, you know, I reckon...

I reckon they just wanted to know what was up there.

Why'd they want to know what was up there?

Human nature, I think, possum.

People like to pry.

You see, these folks had looked up at the heavens

their whole lives and wondered...

and now they were gonna find out.

And so they built their tower.

And brick by brick by brick by brick,

the tower got higher and higher,

until one of the builders could almost reach out

and touch the underside of heaven.

But God didn't like that, chickadee.

Not one little bit.

And so he punished them.

Why'd he do that?

Well, because some things, Frankie, they're just for God.

They're not meant for us to see.

Not while we're here.

And as the tower came tumbling down,

God scattered the people of Babel all across the globe,

and made it so they couldn't understand one another.

Time to sleep.