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MAN: Where's the head, Gary? Someone's been down there, Gary.
MAN: Anything on the soil in McGee's ute?
WOMAN: That's at the bottom of my list.
Jonas McGee. He was strangled to death.
The beheading... Came after.
I don't know where Jonas was getting his black from,
but it was definitely not down that mine.
So this is Kalingra. Nobody works here.
That woman was in Robbie Inglis's car.
It was like she was a different person, but that's her.
Get her on the hook. She's so close.
I can feel it.
You buried him because he had what you wanted.
MAN: And eunuchs who have made themselves so for the sake
of the kingdom of heaven. (SCREAMING)
(PHONE BUZZES) You do me a favour.
Next time you talk to Phelan, why don't you tell him I said hello?
Destroying key evidence in a murder investigation.
Patricia, Patricia. You're playing with fire.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES) (GRUNTS)
(JAZZ MUSIC)
ANNOUNCER: And now for tonight's headline act.
(WHOOPING AND APPLAUSE)
A man who always reads the room just a little too late. (CHUCKLES)
A man who trusts first and thinks second.
Ooh!
Your favourite lone ranger,
Detective Ivan Lucic!
(AUDIENCE JEERING)
But tonight he's met his match.
She'll stab you in the back and smile while she does it.
Please welcome Detective Nell Buchanan.
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)
(SOUND WARPS, SLOWS DOWN)
(DEEP, SLOWED DOWN VOICE) Where is my phone?
Ivan, are you OK?
(THUNDER RUMBLES) Oh.
Did you lose your special coin again?
(COIN FLIPS) Oh.
Did you lose your special boy again?
(CLICK!)
(GUNSHOT)
(FRIDGE BUZZES)
(PERSON SOBS GENTLY)
Shut up, Dazzler!
(SOBS)
The mayor's dead.
He's gone.
(FLY BUZZES)
(SNIFFS)
MAN: How long was he in the tub? WOMAN: Five, maybe six hours.
Yeah, we had to fish him out.
He was looking like a steamed dim sim.
That's lunch ruined.
All right, well, I'll get him back to the morgue, do the autopsy.
(SOBS)
Gary, can you take Frank for some fresh air?
(GROANS)
Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Three bags full, sir.
(MOURNFUL SOPRANO OPERA SINGING)
Detectives.
Please.
Sit.
(OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES)
Thank you for coming.
(FLIES BUZZING)
(CRIES)
What a way to go, eh?
He loved that spa.
It was his safe place.
And yet...
I told him not to keep the blender so close.
(SIGHS DEEPLY) But...
(LAUGHS) ..that was my Dougie.
Always living life on the edge.
Right, Pat?
Yeah.
Best ones always do.
(FLY BUZZES)
IVAN: Lydia. Mrs Mayor.
When was the last time you saw your husband alive?
It was after you left.
I went to bed to get my beauty sleep, and he decided to stay up.
He wanted to look at the stars.
(SOBS)
Any other visitors?
Detective. Please don't.
This wasn't foul play. This...
My husband was loved.
This was a cruel accident. Nothing else.
An accident.
Darling.
This town doesn't do subtle. If someone wanted him dead,
we'd know about it, wouldn't we, Pat?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Nice touch.
The statue.
It's important for continuity.
(SOBS)
(WAILS)
So this hasn't got anything to do with your case.
No?
Why don't you just let the poor woman grieve?
Condolences.
(SOFTLY) No foul play, my arse.
MAN: Are you here for the decapitation or the castration?
(PLANE ENGINES POWER DOWN)
Welcome to Nulla. I'm the airport manager, Yuri Sidov.
Detective Senior Sergeant Phelan.
Is it always like this? Oh, it gets worse in summer.
This isn't summer.
You're right. Would you like some water?
It's just $10.
(SWALLOWS)
(DEVICE BEEPING)
GIRL: Does it hurt?
Why would do you want to do something like that?
Put yourself in a place like this?
I hate it here.
It's not so bad.
I have a very good nurse.
What were you trying to prove?
Was it...
Was it a test or something?
Hm?
They need to see proof of my devotion.
If I didn't have my phone on me,
David, you would have bled out. Mum!
He's resting.
Your life isn't just yours anymore.
NELL: Ivan, I can explain the Phelan thing if you just let me.
(CLOSES CAR DOOR)
No? OK.
Then can you at least tell me why we're back where we started?
We're missing something.
I guess I'll just go over here and look for the thing we missed.
(CLATTERING)
(BATS SQUEAK)
Maybe we should try asking the bats who killed Jonas.
Maybe they saw something.
(CLATTERING)
We could just sit in the dark and you could not tell me
what we missed...
..or what you're thinking
or why you would point a gun at your own head.
Is that what this is about?
Are we down here so you can scare me some more?
(CLATTERING)
Oh, look. Some dirt. Is that what we're looking for?
Are we looking for dirt? Because I can see a lot of it.
No opal here.
What!?
(METAL SCRAPES)
(THUD!)
Ivan!
Through here.
I think I'm in Ada's place.
I think they're connected.
Turn that off.
What if it wasn't Jonas's opal?
What if he was stealing it?
From his sister.
(HATCH SQUEAKS)
(FLY BUZZES)
What now?
Step outside, Ada.
Why didn't you tell us there's a crawl space?
'Cause I don't know anything about that.
Yeah.
Ada Torshack, you're under arrest for obstruction of justice...
..and under suspicion for the murder of Jonas McGee.
Well, I'd better lock up, then.
Ada.
MAN: No, no, no, no, no.
Shit.
(CAR HONKING)
How can we help you, Robbie?
Did you hear the news?
May he rest in peace. What?
Kalingra went public. Oh, it was a thing of bloody beauty.
Our beige whale finally breached, unlocked the whole deal.
Breached?
Yeah. We got a backdoor entry onto the NASDAQ, Detective.
The market's just closed. I've been up all night.
Who was your beige whale? Your investors from China?
No. Sadly, they fell through.
Oh, did they find other acting work?
Ah! Here she is!
Old moneybags herself.
Hi, auntie!
(LAUGHS) This is your beige whale?
Hey, Auntie Coll. Congratulations. I knew you'd come around.
Maybe you can use the money
to turn those shit-catchers into some grown-up pants.
(LAUGHS) See you at the iron ring.
Indeed. Indeed! Ah!
There's a memorial going on for the sunburnt whale.
You know, Mayor Dougie. May he rest in peace.
So you're done with Kalingra?
No. I've got a small parcel under Founders Lock,
but I can just sit back now,
relax and watch Colleen dig herself a big hole.
Oh, did you guys catch the killer? Nice. Good work.
So I might head off and try and get some sleep.
Any tips, Detective? (CHUCKLES)
Just kidding.
ADA: Wanker.
(TYRES SCREECH) Ada.
Not you. Him.
Also you.
Ada! (PHONE BUZZES)
Kyle, you're on speaker. You gotta let my mum go.
Kyle, stop! Mum, you didn't do it.
Kyle! I did it.
I cut his head off.
(HANGS UP)
Go! Drive!
(SIREN WAILS)
(TAPE WHIRRS)
Kyle...
..you told us that Jonas was already dead when you found him in the mine.
Yeah.
Yep.
And his head was attached when you found him.
I...
I went down there to catch him ratting from us.
I used the hole he dug.
But he was just lying there dead.
Head on.
Mm.
And then what happened?
I knew...I knew it was David who did it.
I told you I heard them arguing in Uncle Jonas's caravan.
Mm-hm.
He was threatening to expose David for covering up Zig's death.
He wanted hush money for Elsie and Bess for their medical bills.
I knew it was David who... who'd shut him up,
and I knew he'd find a way to get out of it too, you know.
I couldn't let him do that.
So I picked up the axe, and I...
..and...and I cut his head off.
So you tried to point us at David, right, Kyle?
With the head.
Matthew 11, verse 3.
Yeah. Mm-hm.
Yeah, like John the Baptist. John the Baptist. Yeah.
Making someone look guilty isn't the same as proving it, Kyle.
That's why you're in here and David's not.
OK, Kyle, I have something to show you.
These are your phone records.
See this one?
Last Friday, just after you were released from the station here...
..your first call was to your mum.
Ada's admitted to us what you said to her on the phone.
But we'd like to hear what she said to you.
Now, please, Kyle.
She...
She said no-one would ever believe
that I just walked in on him dead.
And she said...
She said...
She said I'd be the one to go down for it, not David.
Mm-hm.
So she fixed it.
I need you to tell me how. How did she fix it?
How did she fix it, Kyle?
She took the head...
..to pin it on someone else and buy us...
..buy us some time and make the trail messy.
OK. So when was the last time you saw Jonas alive?
He came to see me. I work at Kalingra.
I thought he was going to apologise for being a rat,
but he was just sniffing around for dirt.
But I didn't kill him.
That counts for something, yeah?
Oh, Kyle.
What you've done, Kyle,
is you've altered human remains
to pervert, to manipulate the course of justice.
Yeah.
15 years, Kyle.
15 years for butchering your uncle's body.
And for what?
We still don't know who killed him.
(KNOCK AT DOOR, DOOR OPENS)
Sergeant.
Kyle, you come with me, please.
Take a seat, Luc.
Shouldn't take long.
Need you as a witness, Buchanan.
(NELL THUMPS STEERING WHEEL) Fuck!
(HORN BLARES) (GRUNTS)
(PHONE BUZZES)
Carole?
Nell, bad news. The results came back on the soil sample
that you found in McGee's ute.
What have we got?
Well, in layman's terms, it's just regular dirt.
The same dirt I pulled off McGee's clothes.
The man was practically marinated in it.
But, yeah, it's, uh... It's just dirt. I'm sorry.
Clothing.
KYLE: He came to see me. I work at Kalingra.
But he was just sniffing around for dirt.
Dirt.
OK.
Nell?
(DOOR CLOSES)
Hey, pal.
I see you've found yourself a pet.
Well, the opportunity presented itself.
Like you with Goran Horvat. Hm.
(ON RECORDING) My senior partner came clean with me
about avenging the death of his son.
(ON RECORDING) It's great work, Detective. Thank you.
That's not what I said. You're here as a witness, Buchanan.
This is a ticket stub to the Pooraka soccer club match
just over 12 months ago,
where Goran Horvat was executed in the car park.
It proves that you and Horvat were in the same place at the same time.
This is how we're doing it.
It was found in the inside pocket of this jacket in your apartment.
Inadmissible.
Forensics have tested it for gunshot residue.
Where's their report? Yeah, I think I'd wash it.
Why wasn't the stub damaged? It was in your hand,
and you put your hand in my pocket
when you went into my home without a warrant.
Someone reported an animal in distress.
Very sloppy, Nathan.
Very, very...
..sloppy.
You lost your boy.
I get it.
I got two of my own now.
If anything ever happened to them on my watch...
I couldn't...
And all this...
..because your old man killed Horvat's old man in Bukova?
Father to son. Father to son.
Father to son.
So it goes.
But it's Natalie...
..that I feel sorry for.
I mean, how could she possibly understand
the family that she was marrying into?
Naturally, you'd blame yourself.
I mean, you lost everything.
You got pushed too far. People understand that.
But the law is the law.
You're suspended.
Effective immediately,
pending an internal investigation into the murder of Goran Horvat.
Ivan.
Gun and badge, Detective.
I d...I didn't... Ivan...
Ivan!
Buchanan.
PolAir leaves first thing in the morning.
You'll be waiting on that tarmac or I'll bring you back in cuffs.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(PHONE BUZZES)
Don't hang up. Ivan, listen to me.
I didn't... Phelan messed with that recording.
You're a bad liar.
You know I can hear you through the walls.
What?
Through the walls. I can hear you talking to him
through the walls.
On the phone? Yes.
Oh, fuck. Ivan, I'm not talking to Phelan.
Then who are you talking to?
Because you told me that you have no-one.
I talk to a fake woman on the phone.
There's this company
that designs software that sounds like human voices,
and I speak to a fake voice on the phone sometimes.
She's for intimacy.
This is why you called me? No.
Then why did you call me?
Because it's dirt. What?
Kyle said the last time he saw Jonas,
he was poking around Kalingra for dirt.
Then Carole calls me, says the same thing.
Says what? The sample we found in McGee's ute,
it's just dirt. OK.
So why keep a tube of dirt in your car?
You're not keeping it. You're testing it.
Testing it for what?
I don't know yet.
I'm listening.
Nell.
Hello? Yes. Yes.
Shit. I gotta go.
(HANGS UP)
Is this one of the mayor's drills, Ray?
This is private property.
It's like he's still watching.
What's the matter, Ray?
You got something to hide?
What are you up to, girlie?
Nothin'.
Do I have to run you out of town again?
(FLY BUZZES)
(TYRES SCREECH)
What are you doing here? I heard about David.
Is he gonna make it? Well, he has to.
It's kind of a miracle, actually. We just...
Hospitals are weird.
I can have a medevac on standby,
take you all to Adelaide tonight.
There are no strings.
Why? Why-why are you here, Robbie? Why?
Because I like you, you weirdo.
And because I want to help. But why?
Just be straight with me, OK?
What makes you think I haven't been straight with you?
It's a feeling.
Well, facts aren't feelings, Elsie.
Go on. Ask me anything you want.
OK. What is your middle name?
Lee. I was conceived in Lee's pub.
OK. What was your first injury?
I broke my arm jumping on a trampoline.
How did your dad die?
It was a mining accident at Cunnamulla.
He took a rock to the head and he bled out in the dirt.
He died alone.
Oh, shit. Sorry.
You asked.
Yeah, and you answered.
I have to go.
I've got this tribute for the mayor. I have to show up.
Can I please find you after? Not if I find you first.
Mm...
Yes. Come find me.
Thank you.
(DIAL TONE)
You've reached Detective Ivan Lucic. I can't make it to the phone.
(BEEP!)
NELL: Ivan, call me. I'm following a lead.
I know you're suspended, but I...
I need... I...
Just call me back, OK?
(PHONE BUZZES)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(PIG SQUEALS, ECHOING SCREAMS)
(TRAIN HORN BLARES IN THE DISTANCE)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(SOFT TAPPING)
(SOFT TAPPING CONTINUES)
(SOFT TAPPING CONTINUES)
Ray.
Find what you were looking for?
(UNHOLSTERS GUN) Oh-oh-oh.
Now, before you delete that,
put your hands up, Ray.
It's cosy in here, isn't it? The mayor's little laundry room.
Give us a spin.
I had a hunch about this place, of course, but you did the rest.
Thanks for that, Ray. I appreciate it.
Don't let me interrupt.
Turn around.
Let's have a look.
Pull up Kalingra for me, Ray.
Tuesday, please.
(COMPUTER WHIRRS)
Stop!
There's McGee's ute.
Hello, Jonas.
What happened to you?
(TYRES SCREECH, ENGINE REVS)
You've reached Detective Ivan Lucic. I can't make it to the phone.
(BEEP!)
Ivan, pick up. I figured it out. I know who did it.
(BEEP!) I have footage of the murder.
I know who killed Jonas McGee. I saw all of it.
I saw all of it. The mayor saw all of it, actually.
I locked Ray in his basement.
I left Ray watching footage in his basement,
which maybe wasn't smart. (BEEP!)
I don't have anyone else.
So I need you to answer the phone.
And I need you to still be here.
(BEEP!) Pick up the phone!
(CAR PULLS UP, DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
Ivan!
(PANTING)
Ivan.
That's not yours.
(CROWD ROARS)
(CHAINS RATTLE)
(DISTANT CHEERS AND WHISTLES)
IVAN: What happened to your ears? The mayor.
Huh.
Thought you were dead.
No. Not yet anyway.
(CROWD CHEERS)
The iron ring.
The iron ring. Mm.
Hm.
I'm only the undercard.
But you're the main event, mate.
Man Mountain. Hey.
(CROWD ROARS)
Hey...
How's Nelly? Sorry - Nell.
She's good.
Is she?
(HEAVY DOOR SWINGS OPEN, CROWD ROARS)
MAN: One minute!
(DOOR SHUTS)
(CHAIR SCRAPES)
Mister. The Irishman.
Did Jonas ever talk to you about Kalingra?
Eh? Jonas. Talk to you about Kalingra?
Look, I'm trying to concentrate here, mate.
Kalingra. Uh, yeah.
He brought me a sample to test for him.
A soil sample? Yeah.
Why did he bring it here?
A geology minor at the University of Aberdeen.
Thank you very much. He did? Wow.
(DOOR SWINGS OPEN) I didn't see that coming.
Nope. What did you find?
Uh...uh...uh... Igneous rock. Uh, quartzite.
Clay loam. Salt.
No, uh, rare earth minerals?
No, mate. Zero. Zero.
MAN: Show time, Irish.
(CROWD STAMPING AND CHEERING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Hey. Frank.
(GASPS)
No weapons.
Mrs Mayor's rules. Who's fighting?
(LAUGHS)
Behold...
..the counterfeiter who thought he could cheat this town.
(CHEERING)
One, two, three, four, five.
(BELL RINGS)
Tonight we honour my husband and his legacy.
My Dougie built this place.
But I'm gonna make it...
..LEGENDARY!
Now how about a big iron ring welcome
to tonight's benefactors,
Colleen Delaney and Robbie Inglis.
(CHEERING)
You're just in time for the finale.
Introducing a detective...
(CROWD BOOING)
..who gambled with the wrong people...
..up against the undefeated people's champion.
Stan 'the Mountain Man' Honeywell!
Ivan! Ivan.
(CROWD BOOING)
Nell, it's Robbie. Yes.
I have footage of him killing Jonas with CCTV.
Go get him. They took my gun.
I'll buy you some time. What?
I'll buy you some time.
What? In there?
(BOOING)
He'll kill you!
Make it quick. I'll try.
Place your bets!
(BELL RINGS)
Fight!
Stanley.
Stanley. Hey. Listen. Listen to me.
Ho!
Hey, Stanley. Stanley, listen to me. It's about Jonas.
It's about Jonas. Your friend. It's about your friend.
Listen, listen.
(GRUNTS)
Well, cheers, Coll. To the future.
You mean my future?
I had my own geological surveys done at Kalingra months ago.
There are no rare earth minerals.
But you already knew that.
What there is is lithium.
Trace amounts. Too small for an amateur like you to notice.
But you know what that means, Robbie.
Batteries.
The future.
So much effort to con me into buying
what you thought was a worthless patch of dirt.
And you missed what was under it.
Stanley, listen.
I know who killed Jonas. Robbie Inglis.
Uh...
Nice try with your dirty little revenge play.
You think your father would be proud of you?
I think he'd be glad he didn't live to watch you fail him.
Ah!
(CROWD CHEERS)
Ah!
(LAUGHS)
Merv, get me out of this shithole.
(GROANS)
Stanley!
NELL: Robbie!
Robert Inglis, you're under arrest for the murder of Jonas McGee.
No back-up. You're brave.
(CROWD CHANTING)
(GRUNTS)
No, Stanley! Stanley, no!
Stanley! Stanley, look at me! Look at me.
Let him go! No!
Let go! No!
Stanley, you will go back to us.
You will go right back to prison. I can't keep you out of prison.
You're gonna kill him! Let him go!
He killed my friend.
I can arrest him. I can arrest him.
I can put him away.
I can fix it if you let go. You can trust me.
Whose funeral?
IVAN: Do you always ask questions you know the answer to, David?
Don't you think it's time to let go now, Detective?
(COIN SPINNING) (DISTANT VOICE) Ivan...
Ivan...
(COIN SPINNING) Ivan...
(COIN SPINNING) Ivan...
Ivan!
(FAINT CROWD CHEERING)
How'd you go?
Good.
How'd you go?
Good.
# I'm a rambler
# Lord, I'm a gambler
# I'm a long way from my home
# If them people, they don't like me
# Lord, they can leave me alone
# It's dark, and Lord, it's raining
# And the moon gives no light
# My pony
# She won't travel
# This dark road at night... #
(DOOR BUZZES, OPENS)
(ROBBIE SINGS SOFTLY)
(CONTINUES SINGING SOFTLY)
(KEYS JANGLE, DOOR CLATTERS)
(CONTINUES SINGING SOFTLY)
There's a sky full of lawyers winging their way to us, Detective.
We both know that I'll be out of here by lunchtime.
Mind if I join you, Robbie?
Hm.
Hm.
We've got time-stamped CCTV footage
of you strangling Jonas McGee to death.
Was he trying to stop you from scamming Delaney,
or did he just want money?
Have you ever wondered what it feels like to stand
in front of the person who stole everything you care about?
At times.
Mm.
I knew I liked you.
I think you're gonna like it.
What's that?
The quiet.
Can you feel it?
(KISSES)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
(HEAVY DOOR CLOSES)
(FOLK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
Busy morning. Be right with you, folks.
Good luck, Gary.
# Used to have me for a little sweetheart... #
(MUSIC STOPS, CHIMES PLAY)
AMERICAN WOMAN (ON TAPE): You are enough. You are a born leader.
You know how to talk to any woman.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(DOOR OPENS)
MAN: Yeah, just through here, mate.
Here she is. MAN: Ah, it's the Breezemaster 2000.
Yeah. Did you give it a hit? (THUMPS)
Did you give it a hit? Many, Dazzler.
Yeah, he gave it a hit. (THUMPS)
Good.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
(FLY BUZZES)
You're good at this, Detective.
Thanks.
I'm sorry about Phelan.
(ENGINES ROAR)
I hope everything works out for you, Ivan.
It's 'Ee-vahn'.
What!?
My name.
It's 'Ee-vahn'.
OK.
(ENGINE WHIRRS)
Why didn't you just tell me that? You never asked.
You never asked me.
What?
If I did it.
No.
Good.
# Many times I've tried to tell you
# Many times I've cried alone
# Always I'm surprised how well
# You've cut my feelings to the bone
# Don't wanna leave you, really
# I've invested too much time
# To give you up that easy
# To the doubts that complicate your mind
# We belong to the light We belong to the thunder
# We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under
# Whatever we deny or embrace
# For worse or for better
# We belong, we belong, we belong together
# Maybe it's a sign of weakness
# When I don't know what to say
# Maybe I just wouldn't know what to do with my strength anyway
# Have we become a habit?
# Do we distort the facts?
# Now there's no looking forward
# Now there's no turning back
# When you say we belong to the light, we belong to the...
(PHONE BUZZES)
NELL: 'Ee-vahn'.
Do you mind if I call you 'Ee-vahn'?
# I see your face everywhere
# Still you say we belong to the light
# We belong to the thunder
# We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under
# Whatever we deny or embrace
# For worse or for better
# We belong
# We belong, we belong together... #
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