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Are you here for the decapitation?

I thought we got rid of you.

I was stationed here.

Taught young Narelle everything she knows.

Now she's back for more.

Jonas McGee is dead.

His head's been chopped off.

Is that you? No.

Where's the head, Garry?

You had one job.

Someone's been down there, Garry.

There was one guy that Jonas took under his wing.

What's in the box?

Stanley Honeywell. Works at Cuttamulla Mine.

Jonas had serious opal.

-He sold opals through you? -When he had them.

-Where are they going? -Iron Ring.

What's that? Nothing good.

This is Senior Sergeant Nathan Phelan

from Professional Standards.

I'm calling with regard to Ivan Lucic.

When was the last time you saw your father, Elsie?

Before my daughter was born.

This is David Mamon.

He owns a commune up here - The Third Row.

You knew Jonas McGee.

You've got an aura. It's like a child.

-As the light falls... -Sin you'll see.

Missed you, Elsie.

Thank you, David.

Welcome home.

Right, kiddo?

Bess, your turn.

Your silly old grandpa, Jonas, he'd be very proud of you, Bess.

What is this?

Terrible.

The torso of the victim was found over 24 hours ago in his mine.

His head put its feet on, tiptoed around in the night...

to your compound.

Well, well done.

I can see you're really piecing this whole thing together now.

Doug... Do you mind if I call you Doug?

No. You know what to call me. It's "The Mayor".

Mm.

Jonas's head is pointing its finger at you.

I reckon someone's having a lend of you, Detective. Yeah.

We've got a warped sense of humour round here, you know.

Life underground will do that to you.

Is there anyone in town

who might want to throw you under the bus?

Well, people have their grievances, Narelle.

You know, they can be petty. You think someone's murder is petty?

Don't you go putting words into my mouth.

Didn't they teach you that at detective school?

When was the last time you saw Jonas McGee alive?

When I gave him that axe.

You gave him the murder weapon? Steady on, Narelle.

You can kill a man with a pen,

but it's not a murder weapon, now, is it?

No. I gave Jonas the axe for mining.

He found black, took it to the Irishman,

and made these beautiful little things here.

Huh?

So, you gave him the axe and he gave you opal?

Yeah. You see, what he wanted to do was trade for the blade.

I think he was quite enamoured with the, uh...

the Star of Bethlehem and the cross that's engraved on it.

I reckon that he thought a cross in the hand

meant that God was on his side.

I figured, well, that he was going to bribe his way back

into The Third Row with the seer.

Turns out all he wanted to do was mine with it.

And hallelujah...! Someone cut his head off with it.

Yeah, there is that.

Anyway, I've got mayoral business to attend to,

so if there's nothing else, detectives...

Oh, and by the way, uh...

there's still a hot tub with your name on it.

Don't leave town.

Nobody leaves this town, Detective.

It's got a funny way of sinking its teeth into you.

Isn't that right, Narelle?

Ciao, ciao.

I need you to go to the compound... Mm.

Talk to Elsie. Elsie. I can do that.

Mm. I'm going to go to Cuttamulla, track down Stanley Honeywell.

Oi!

What the actual...?

Thanks, Garry!

You better return that cruiser

as neat and tidy as when you stole it, mate!

You are enough.

You are a born leader.

You know how to talk to any woman.

You are confident, strong, and powerful.

Bess?

Hi.

Cool. I always wanted to shave my head.

What are you doing there?

Looking for special stones. Oh, yeah?

I'm looking for your mum. Could I go in, do you think?

Hey! There's a gate.

-Not a fence, though. -It's OK, Miriam.

Bess, you go with Miriam, OK?

Hey, Elsie. Nell.

I was hoping we could have a quick chat about your father.

Yeah?

What's with the haircuts?

Penitents must be baptised to start anew.

Righto. Are you moving back in?

For now. And Bess is happy with that?

What about school? I don't have much time, Detective.

OK. You spoke to your dad.

Phone records indicate

two conversations between you, actually.

Eight minutes, three weeks ago. Five minutes, three days after that.

It's interesting

'cause you were ignoring his calls for months.

Now, your alibi checks out,

but I need to know if he mentioned a Stanley Honeywell on those calls.

No. Hmm.

Who's that?

He was your father's cellmate...

and yesterday, he was found at Jonas's caravan

holding 20 grand cash in a shoebox.

Did someone owe your dad money?

Look, I don't know. Hmm.

But that money that...

That money is mine now.

Is that what this is about? You need money?

How is that your business?

Why didn't Jonas come back to The Third Row after prison?

He wasn't welcomed back. Why are YOU welcome back?

You left. I didn't leave. I was cast out.

By David? By my father.

What for?

I sinned.

Elspeth! Bess?

Hey! Hey!

She's OK. She's OK.

It's alright, sweetie. It's OK. It's OK.

Sign says no entry, mate.

I'm looking for Stanley Honeywell.

I understand he works here.

He's a suspect in a murder investigation.

Also a magician, apparently.

That a joke? No. He vanished yesterday.

Well, Stanley's here...

..but he's down the hole.

I need you to get him out of the hole.

Too dangerous.

Everything OK, Merv?

Ah, I just caught him having a stickybeak.

Not a good time to go for a wander around a mine site, Mr...?

Detective Lucic.

Colleen Delaney...

owner of Cuttamulla Mining.

Merv, earplugs.

So, what can I do for you, Detective?

I'm looking for Stanley Honeywell.

What? The Giant.

Oh, yes.

I'm afraid Stanley's going to be down the hole

for quite some time now that the blasting's started.

That's what I was trying to tell him.

But we'll make sure he gets to the station

once his shift finishes.

If one of my employees is in any trouble, Detective,

it reflects badly on Cuttamulla.

We can't have that.

There's always someone trying to shut us down.

She's just digging around in the dirt by herself,

no other kids around.

Does that worry you? You sound worried.

She doesn't have anybody to play with.

It's stupid. It's not stupid, Nell.

Jesus Christ! On the bright side,

the forecast says it's going to clear up there soon.

Yeah, the forecast is always wrong here.

Cal, I've got to go.

Is there a problem, Narelle?

Fair click you were doing there, Ray.

You're not picking me up for speeding, are you?

That's a bit below your pay bracket, isn't it?

Got a licence for that weapon? Course I do.

I've got a licence for all my guns. I do security now.

Here, I'll show you.

What do you need all these guns for, Ray?

It's to keep me safe.

Oh, yeah? Who are you? Robby Inglis.

Nell Buchanan. I'm working the homicide investigation.

Yeah. Hey, do you mind if I ask you a question, Detective?

Sure. What do you think about this jacket?

Bit warm for here, by the way. I knew it.

I knew. I said. I told her.

It's a good lesson, Detective. You never trust a stylist.

Well, I dress myself. Well, obviously,

but I don't have any time for that...

'Cause I am all about minimising decision fatigue.

Right. Mm.

Uh, Ms Chen and Mr Zao here

just wanted to take one last look at their investment opportunity

before they jumped on a plane back to Shanghai.

We wanted to see it two times.

Lovely. What investment opportunity is that?

Oh, I've got the, uh, prospecting licence out at Kalingra.

Do you know anything about rare earth, Detective?

Can't say I've studied it. It's beautiful stuff.

Gloriously volatile.

Isn't that right, Mr Zao - rare earth?

Beautiful. It is the way of the future.

Perfectly put, Ms Chen.

We like, Detective!

Well, speeding's not going to get you to the future

any faster, Mr Inglis. It's Robby, please.

You know, actually, while I've got you,

I'd love to ask you about one of your employees.

Yeah, absolutely.

Um, why don't you pop back into the air-con out of the sun, Mr Zao?

So, the station sergeant tells me he works at Kalingra part-time.

A lot of people work for me. His name's Kyle Torshack.

Uh, Razor, which one's Kyle? Little fella on the gate.

Oh, Boom Gate Kyle!

Nasty little fucker.

Does your office have his work schedule for the past week?

Uh, I'm sure my EA can sort that out for you.

That's a direct line.

Now, pretty please, can I please have my driver back?

Because I have a plane to catch.

Slow down a little, yeah?

Mm. Pot, kettle, Detective.

Hey, Razor!

Ray, I got your little note. "Here comes trouble."

I don't scare that easily, alright?

Delaney's people are bringing Stanley in after his shift.

You met Colleen Delaney? Yeah.

They're all out today.

I saw Robby Inglis.

He's another billionaire. Kalingra's him.

Kyle's boss. Mm-hm. Yeah, he was showing off.

He had two investors from China in the back of a limo.

His driver was speeding, so I pulled him over.

Homicide investigations are not exciting enough for you?

They don't get to rip through here like that.

Piece of work anyway.

Robby Inglis? His driver.

Mm!

You think it's Stanley, then? You don't?

Stanley, huh? Pretty sure he's always set to mute.

Did you pull over Robby Inglis?

Well, he was speeding, so... Ray was speeding.

Don't ever do that again.

Man Mountain.

There you go, champ.

Now, safe to say he's not very happy with you at the moment, mate.

Tell me more. He just got sacked from Cuttamulla.

They're just covering their arse

in case there's any blowback, you know?

Here, look, there's nothing to worry about with him.

He's a big unit, but he's pretty... He's pretty peaceful.

Ah, except for that one time

he did kill his old man with his bare hands.

He squeezed his head so hard

that his eyeballs literally popped out of his skull

and they were hanging like little white blobs

at the end of these bloody strings. It was disgusting.

I've actually got the, um...

the crime scene photos if you'd like to have a...

We're good, thanks, Garry.

OK.

Where were you last Tuesday night?

Stanley, site records show that you weren't at Cuttamulla,

so where were you?

Jonas McGee - he was your friend.

He saved you in prison.

Then, when you got out, he helped you,

up until a few weeks ago.

He struck black opal.

Did you two have a falling-out?

Can you tell me about that, Stanley?

Tell me about the money in the shoebox.

Yeah. Do you want to hurt me, Stanley?

Do you like to hurt people?

Do you, Stanley?

Do you? Stanley...

this is a transcript...

of a police interview you gave 25 years ago.

When was the last time you saw your mum, Stanley?

Was it in court when she testified against you?

She was hurt, right?

Your dad was hurting her...

for years...

since you were a boy.

I lived in a house like that for a while when I was a kid.

Pretty scary.

Here's what you said here.

"I did it to protect Mum. Dad was going to kill Mum."

But he didn't, did he? Because you saved your mum, Stanley.

You saved her...

and she put you away...

and you stopped speaking to anyone.

That makes sense.

But I'm not your mum.

If you haven't done anything wrong, I'm not going to put you away.

What happened to your hands, Stanley?

We know you can speak.

We need you to speak.

We have to keep you here until you're ready to speak, Stanley.

Do you understand?

Good.

You alright?

Here.

Drink up.

Got to get your fluids up, yeah?

You alright? BESS: Yeah.

I'm a bit worried about you.

I'm OK now.

Do you want me to tell you a story?

Well, you know, I grew up here,

and when I was young... Wait, you grew up in this place?

Not here. I grew up just around the corner.

Why didn't you say so?

Alright, I'll start again.

So, I grew up just around the corner...

and when I was young, I was a miner.

One day, I was down working in the mines,

and I heard this crack.

And I turned and there was a wall of dust coming at me.

And then everything went... black.

And the mine collapsed and I was buried underground.

There were some other men...

and one by one, they all fell silent...

and then I was alone.

But while I was under there, I heard something.

At first, I could just hear a, um...

you know, a whisper...

like an old car with, um... a radio.

You know how you can tune the radio?

That voice was like a radio.

And I learned to tune the radio.

And then it started to... show me things.

Lights.

Bursts of light where there wasn't any light.

Stars.

Bursts of colour...

shining...

shining in the dark.

I was being watched over...

watched over by eyes in the earth.

Well, I started to see in them not just... colours and lights,

but divine intent.

Do you know what that means?

It means there's a design in everything,

even in what's happening to you.

Leukaemia - acute lymphoblastic.

She's had the chemo. She's had two cycles of blinatumomab.

The doctor said that the only other option

is a stem cell transplant.

I still need to find a donor

'cause I'm not a match, Jonas wasn't a match.

The doctor said that the biological father

is the best chance. That's why you're here?

I really didn't know what else to do.

Surely you know where Zeke is, David.

I was young. So was your son.

So, just please...

Can you just tell me where he is, please?

When you have proven yourself to me...

then you can ask me that question.

What you said about your childhood to Stanley today,

was that real?

Just whatever works.

Stanley's hands - tell me what you think.

Well, I mean, it could be anything, right?

Prison. The mines.

Child abuse.

Hmm.

Do you have kids?

Sorry, I was just...

I was just wondering if you had kids.

No. I have a cat.

What kind of cat? He's... just a cat.

Don't worry about it.

"Are you the one who is to come?"

OK.

Room service.

Hello?

Detective Constable Buchanan?

Speaking.

This is Detective Senior Sergeant Phelan.

I'm with Professional Standards.

I've been trying to reach you about Ivan Lucic.

I left messages. Yeah. Is there a problem?

I thought it was important that you know

that Lucic is currently on watch by my department.

OK.

What does that mean, exactly?

The exact details are not something I can disclose.

I understand this will be frustrating,

but I wanted to reach out

and say that if anything in the course of your investigation

causes you concern about Lucic,

I would appreciate you keeping me informed.

Informed? Yes.

Just if anything comes up that compromises you or...

Why would something compromise me?

I'm afraid I can't disclose that at this time.

I'm sure you understand.

Why... why would something compromise me?

Please take a minute to save this number in your phone

so that if anything comes up, you can call me day or night.

Don't hesitate. Goodnight, Detective.

Listen, I...

Nell! Pub?

Detectives.

Two pints, please.

Cheers.

Could be self-harm.

What's that? Stanley's hands.

I was thinking it might be self-harm.

Maybe.

Like, he's just hurting himself, you know?

Well, it's an interesting place for someone to hurt themselves.

The warden said he was a model prisoner -

no fights, nothing.

I don't think anyone would want to fight that man.

Hey, boys, have a look at this. Look at his eyeballs!

Ooh!

And this one, as well.

Carole hasn't called me. Oh, she called me.

She did? Mm.

What did she say?

She said the head isn't talking to her yet.

Show's over. I've got to break the seal. Sorry.

So, that's all we've got?

Yeah, that's it. Hmm.

OK.

Care to try your luck, Detective?

I was just looking for the bathroom.

Maybe you'd like somewhere more discreet,

away from prying eyes.

I know a place.

No.

I know a creature of the night when I see one, Detective.

Oi! This is a homicide investigation.

You're showing photos of a victim - someone's father, someone's brother.

Have you shown these to anyone else? No, of course not.

Have you sent them to anyone? No.

Good.

Now... delete them. Well, I can't, mate. It's evidence.

Do you feel what I'm capable of? Do you feel it?

Yeah.

Good.

Right now, I can't trust you.

Now, you did that.

Listen to me.

There's a lot of holes in this town.

Would it be a shame for you to fall down one and never come back?

I want you to ask yourself that

every time you're reading your books and listening to your CDs.

Delete them.

You forgot your phone.

They'll work out

how things are done around here eventually.

Isn't that so, Kaiser?

Hmm?

Oh, yes. Good boy. There you go.

Whose idea was it to invite the fun police back here?

What, Narelle?

Well, at least when she was in uniform, she knew her place.

Did she? Hmm.

Babe, no-one puts Daddy in the doghouse, eh?

Mm.

Oh, Jesus!

Come on! Easy!

Kaiser, down! Down, boy! Down! Settle!

Settle! Come on! Easy! Easy, boy!

Come on. Good boy. Good boy.

Just when we think we've trained the German out of him,

he rears up again.

Take him out the back, Ray.

Give him some of that leftover kibble.

See what it's like. Who, him or the dog?

Come on, boy. Good boy. Have a feed. Come on.

What do you want, Doug?

Me and my husband, we're having a romantic dinner.

You've got something that belongs to me.

Yeah? Stanley's in the lock-up. It is a homicide investigation.

Yeah, I'm trying to run a business here, Patricia.

How long are you going to let this big-city suit

swill around our town?

He'll be cooked in a day or so. Probably...

Probably drown in a puddle of his own sweat.

Well, if you ask me, they need to listen

to how the food chain works around here.

Yeah, they both do. Well, we can agree on that.

You want to flip for it? I think we know who gets who.

What about Stanley?

I'll call Garry. It's the right thing to do.

Do you know who... who the ratter is, Doug?

The one who found McGee? Does it matter?

Does it matter?

You know, it takes guts to cut a man's head off,

but ratters, they are the lowest of the low.

I'm not like you, Patricia. I don't judge people.

Oh, fuck off, Doug. I've seen you at council meetings.

And just in case it slipped your mind,

I'm a real police officer and you are a pretend mayor.

Go home, Doug. It's past your bedtime.

We haven't officially met.

I'm Ivan. Rafi.

Rafi. It's nice to meet you. You, too.

Where's your mum? You're out of luck, mate.

She's got a full book of appointments tonight.

Might be able to fit you in tomorrow, though. I'll ask.

Hmm.

You're all out of burgers, Rafi?

I bought two. You can have the other one if you want.

Oh, no, I can wait.

No, no, seriously, my eyes are way too big for my stomach.

It's yours.

Thanks.

You're new in town?

I'm just passing through. Everyone says that here.

You're not local. What gave me away?

It's the deodorant, isn't it? It's every time!

Robby Inglis.

You own the prospect at Kalingra.

Good burgers.

So...

from big tech to mining, Robby.

You mind if I call you Robby? Please, call me what you want.

I get bored.

And my father, he was in mining.

He's dead now. Ah. I'm sorry.

Thank you.

He worked for Cuttamulla his whole life.

And I promised myself I'd never work for the man.

Even if she's a woman.

What about you?

I bet your old man was a cop, too.

No. No, he wasn't a cop.

Really? He's in jail.

Ah, that is my ride, Detective. Mm.

I think it needs some sauce.

Nice work, Raf. Don't wait up.

There she is! BILLIE: Hello.

Hello, girl. Billie.

Ivan.

It was nice talking to you, Detective.

And you, Robby.

Thank you, Nulla. My time is up.

Hey, Cal. I think I need some help.

What's going on?

I don't know if I'm doing the right thing.

OK. Well, do you want to tell me what's happening

and I can talk to you about it?

No, it's... I'm not looking for specific advice, exactly.

It's OK, sweetheart.

I understand how confusing it can be when you...

OK, could...? It's just you really sound like my mum.

Please don't sound like my mum.

Would you prefer this voice?

No, we tried that one already and you just sound like my therapist

and I don't need a therapist.

OK. How about something more like this?

Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

So, a quick question for you. Mm-hm.

Hope you don't mind. But are you still ignoring me?

Trying my best. Ah, right. Yeah, OK.

Just one more question. Oh, God!

OK. Yeah? Just one more.

Hold your horses. It's just one. Did you get my note?

The one on my television? My wee note, aye.

That was you? Aye.

Why would you do that? Wait. What, you don't remember?

That was the first thing you said to me when we...

When you first met me, you said, "Oh, here comes trouble."

Yeah, well, to be fair, it was more like, you know...

.."Oh, g'day, mate. Here comes trouble."

What? You scared the shit out of me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I must have.

How are you doing? Alright?

Yeah. Me, too.

Do you want another?

-Um, Courtney! -Yeah, got you.

Thank you.

Hey, boss.

Ivan, are you good?

I can't do this.

This town, everything in this town, it's a waste of my time.

There's a bit happening, Ivan. This Phelan thing's not going away.

Do I need to come back? No.

You need to stay there and close the case.

Do your job.

Hell of a night for it. For what?

Council meeting.

You should come see for yourself.

Shall we give him a ride, boo?

Yeah! Come on, hop in. Plenty of room.

No, I'm good.

You know, people are a lot friendlier in this town

once you get to know them, Detective.

I'm not here to make friends.

I'm working.

No work going to be done here tonight.

Odds are, the person that you're looking for

will be there tonight.

What am I looking for, Doug?

This... This way.

Oh, fuck! You OK?

Fucking socks!

Hang on a sec. Is that gas?

Oh! Wait there. Wait there.

Is your stove on?

You been doing this a while, Doug?

Longer than you know.

And you think my person's going to be there?

We'll see.

Leave it. Keep the kilt on.

You look a bit thirsty, love.

Here, stay hydrated.

It's going to be a big night.

Good.

See? All the creatures of the night come out to play.

Behold the Iron Ring.

Kyle Torshack.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Iron Ring!

Have we got a battle for you tonight.

The challenger...

who's been caught siphoning diesel

from your vehicles...

Is here to pay his societal debt.

Let's give a warm Nulla welcome...

to Jimmy "The Dog" D'arcy!

Get in!

And he's up against the people's champion,

the silent giant,

Stanley "The Mountain Man" Honeywell!

Yes!

Ladies and gentlemen, place your bets.

Who will it be, Detective?

What are the odds?

20-to-1 on the long shot in round one if you're game.

Good luck.

I'm looking for Ivan - Detective Lucic.

Have you seen him?

Did something happen to him?

Why would you say that?

Maybe he went home. All got too much for him.

You ready?

Look, I am sorry that I defied you.

You make the same mistake every time.

Alright, you pair of bastards!

Think you know it all.

My doctor says miracles aren't real.

Well, your doctor's wrong.

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