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There's a lot of evidence to suggest foul play.

Nuns die in their sleep or in the bath

because everyone loves them.

I'll find out when you're discharged

and I'll come right back, all right?

This place is dangerous.

Swayze? Have you seen Swayze?

He's not in his room.

Cowboy in?

No, he's, um--

You all right?

Where's Scarlett gone?

That's what we're trying to find out, Bub.

Jay, this is Jesse Roman.

She's Scarlett's mom.

I want her home with me and you bastards off my back.

I want that more than anything else in this fucked up world.

Don't leave.

Everyone always leaves.

Anya, no one's leaving.

I'll see you at home after.

- Is Anya here? - No.

Was she friends with

that other little girl that went missing?

All you have to do is tell me where they are.

Going to find Anya. Relax.

There's been an emergency.

Mary's at the hospital.

It's something to do with the baby.

Hey.

Hey.

Everything's fine.

Trust me, I'm a big, deadly nurse,

and you're just a cowboy.

The ultrasound looks good.

There's a strong heartbeat, and your blood count's not bad.

But you do have protein in your urine.

Uh, what does that mean?

That's preeclampsia.

High blood pressure, basically.

We need to get her blood pressure down.

Can you just give me the medication?

I want to get out of here.

No, you need rest and monitoring

for the next 24 hours.

No, I want to go home.

Mary.

Anya is still out there.

And you're at risk of losing your unborn child.

Keep her here.

Mary, you heard what Gary said.

Can you think about our kid?

Anya is our kid too.

I know.

Then why are you still here?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

No, you're right, but you need a rest,

and I'm not going anywhere until you sleep.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey.

Whoa.

Mm, don't you creep up on a brother boy like that.

Baby's fine.

Mary's just staying the night in case.

That's good.

It's good.

Anything else?

No.

Okay.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Wait.

I--I'm really sorry for how things happened with us.

Sorry, like, sorry for what?

For me getting arrested, or for you

sleeping with a Black fellow, and

lying to the police about it?

All of it.

It's all right.

Just say a Hail Mary.

I'm sure your God will understand.

He'll forgive you.

I'm not sorry that I spent the night with you.

I'm not a racist.

No one ever is.

I guess I'll be seeing you around then, eh?

And, hey, remember, once you go Black, you ain't goin' back.

See there?

She know what I'm talking about.

Anya!

Anya!

Scarlett!

You ready to talk?

You only hear what you want.

The poor child is now free.

What does that mean?

What did you do?

Free from the heartache, the pain, the misery.

A car!

Car!

Car!

The last time I saw Scarlett, she was in a red car.

Was Anya with her?

No.

Whose car was it?

I don't know.

Tell me!

I don't know, I swear!

I know you're hiding something.

Don't despair when all the flowers

have died, for I have heard...

Of golden flower.

Oh, just the bloke I've been waiting for.

Do you ever answer your phone?

I got a bit going on.

Some bloke called Xavier's been

calling the station non-stop, says he

can't get hold of you or Mary.

Shit.

He's been calling from the prison.

He a relative of yours?

Anya's dad.

I can't speak to him, not yet.

Mm-hmm?

So I take it he doesn't know yet.

Just saying.

If I was a parent--

You got any leads on that hatchback

from the caravan park?

No.

Banksy doesn't give a shit about Red Joe's from Loch Iris.

They don't want to know.

Listen, tell me, is there anything else

that you can remember about that car,

you know, any--any--any distinguishing marks, you know,

wonky tire or whatever?

It was burgundy red.

It looked like the paint was fading on the hood.

Shit, I think I know that car.

Main road South out of town.

Chuckie's Place.

Give you the address.

This would have been helpful a couple of days ago.

Yeah, well, that's why we need to communicate, Jay.

Chuckie is a good bloke, by the way.

Hold up.

I'm coming.

Morning. I'm Detective--

Who's your mom?

State police.

I'm here about a missing persons case.

Who's your mom, when you're not wearing a badge?

Jay Swan, Jardine.

Long way from home, aren't you?

I follow the work.

Greg Fowler, but you can call me Chuckie.

Well, you probably want to come in then.

I know why you're here.

I raised Scarlett's mom since she was a bub.

Had to fight to get her out of that home, but we got her.

You're not worried about Scarlett?

I'm sick to my gut, but I got these three

little things to look after.

Where's Jesse?

I heard Scarlett's little friend is going missing.

Her name is Anya.

You know anything about her disappearance?

Nothing, except what I've heard around town.

Poor thing.

All the cleaning chemicals are under lock and key,

so the little ones can't get to them.

There's a fire extinguisher.

Every house needs one, apparently.

I'm not child protection.

I'm police.

Same bloody thing around here.

See?

All approved breakfast.

Same sugary laden shit your white friends

call a healthy breakfast.

I'm not here for breakfast, Chuckie.

I'm trying to find two missing kids.

These cold mornings are no good for my joints.

Hurt like hell.

If there's anything you have to say,

now's the time to tell me.

Anything else, Detective?

Leave it be, young fella.

Jesse?

Wait.

Turn the car off.

Mommy?

Jay, ease up there.

I just need to ask Scarlett about Anya.

We don't know where she is.

Scarlett might.

Let me.

Hey, bub.

You know when you last seen your little friend, Anya?

Pop, I'm scared.

It's okay.

You're not going anywhere without your mom.

Hey, hey, baby.

It's okay.

You can say it.

Last time I seen Anya, we were playing hide and seek.

Mama, I want to go.

I know, darling, soon.

Yeah?

Hey, why don't you tell Poppy about your favorite cartoon?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Come on, let's go.

What's your favorite color?

Pink and blue.

How come you like that one?

I have jumped through government hoops.

I have ticked every single one of their boxes,

and they still wouldn't give me Scarlett.

I was desperate, and I found her.

Monica said I could see her for a price.

How fucked up is that?

Making someone pay to see their own kid?

We know what it's like to have someone

you love taken away from you, Detective, even Scarlett.

We've lived it.

I promise you, if we could help you, we would.

Say goodbye to Poppy.

It's okay, baby.

Good on you.

Be good.

I'm gonna miss you.

I could lose my job if I don't report this.

Report what?

I hope you find your little one.

Scarlett's with her mom.

Back where her heart grows strong.

Back where she belongs.

You knew where she was all along, didn't you?

If you knew where Scarlett was, you know where Anya is.

I don't.

Now what were you saying sorry for?

I'm gonna count to three.

And if you don't tell me what you did,

I'm gonna put a bullet in you.

1, 2--

Ah!

I killed her!

What did you say?

I killed her.

Sorry!

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill Sister Carrie.

It was an accident.

I wanted her to feel the pain I felt all

those years she punished me.

It was her turn.

What are you talking about?

They told me I was a foundling,

that someone left me on the steps of the house,

because no one loved me.

But that was a lie.

Sister Carrie showed me the photos.

I had a mom--

and then--a pop.

But when mom died, they said I died, too.

They lied!

That's why Sister Carrie had to stand on the chair.

When you lie, you stand on that chair for hours.

That's what I made her do.

A car came.

She started yelling, and she fell and hit her head.

And there was blood.

I ran because I did it.

And Anya?

You do something to her?

Something to keep her quiet?

I would never hurt a child.

But there are some people in this town who would.

Little brother, Xavier keeps leaving her.

Hey.

They took the children away.

Who's this?

- They took the children. - Who's this?

Get out.

They took the children away!

What the fuck are you doing, Jay?

You can't leave him in there!

Stay out of the way.

All right.

Hmm.

Chip off the old block, eh?

Yeah.

Yeah, keep walking.

May I help you?

I'm looking for Gary's number.

I want to know what's taking Sister Carrie's autopsy

so long.

You're not leaving with that, are you?

It's against the law to take police

files out of the station.

Since when do you tell me what to do?

Since I do my job and you do yours.

Yours is out there. Mine's in here.

My burden won't break me.

Mm.

I'm not here to hurt you, brother.

I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?

I won't cry.

I'll lift my spirits high up to the sky.

I will fly.

You like Archie Roach.

I like the truth.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck!

See?

It says right there, cause of death, drowning.

Sister Carrie slipped in the bath.

Banged her head.

Knocked herself out and drowned.

You satisfied?

The traces of blood were found in the living room.

That's where she hit her head.

And she didn't hit it hard enough to knock herself out.

The report states it was a minor head wound.

Someone drowned her in the bath.

Have you ever tried to drown an animal?

I'm not a psychopath.

Sister Carrie was old, but she

still had some fight in her.

Someone was trying to drown her, we'd see evidence of it,

underneath her fingernails and her hands, in the bathroom.

She was drugged.

Traces of Nasophrin found in her blood.

God.

Mate, fuck.

Give it a rest.

That could have been for toothache, for all we know.

But we don't know.

That's the problem.

We don't know a lot of things, and you seem okay with that.

That's because I've been down this road before,

and it sent me bloody mad.

You don't go anywhere else except the pub.

Yeah.

Well, it wasn't always like that.

You're a mess, and your head's all over the place.

When did you last sleep?

Oh, fuck you very much!

What have you done?

Why'd you lock that bloke in the shed for, Jay?

I was doing whatever it takes to find Anya.

You fought so hard not to be like Dad.

Now look at you.

Hmm?

Remember when we were kids?

And he would lock us in a cupboard for hours.

We were both scared.

But you--

Never cried, not once.

Thought you were the strong one.

I thought he took the girls.

You thought, you thought, Jay.

What's wrong with you?

He knows more, and you just let him go.

He's not all there, Jay.

But he wouldn't hurt a kid.

You don't even fucking know him.

Oh, I know a killer when I see one.

You gonna get that?

Oh, for fuck's sake!

I've been ringing for days!

Why hasn't anyone fucking rung me back?

They're telling me Anya's at risk.

What does that mean, eh?

Call me back, please!

Just call him back, Jay.

Jay?

They took the children away.

What are you talking about?

I think I know where Anya is.

Where?

Don't you say anything about what you saw.

Give me the number to Welfare.

Please would be nice.

Give me the number.

It's Good Friday.

They won't answer.

What's going on?

Shit.

What's going on?

I think Anya's been taken into care.

Oh, shit.

You've been talking shit about me?

Telling people at the pub that I'm losing it?

Hey, Jay, cool your jets.

What goes on in here stays in here.

What makes you think it's Welfare?

I just know.

Okay, all right.

Well, I've got a mate who runs transport for Welfare.

If there are any child removals going on, he'll know about it.

Yeah, mate.

Simmo.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, listen, I--I need some help here.

You moved any kids from Loch Iris recently?

Little girl by the name of Anya Allen?

Where?

Oh, just that there's a current missing person's

case filed on the kid. It's all good.

Why wasn't I bloody told?

The phone.

Yeah, sorry.

Yep, you're right, mate.

Not your fault. Okay, thanks.

What did he say?

Picked up from community services

and dropped with a caseworker out of town.

The office is closed until after Easter.

Shit!

Jay, you're a detective.

Mary's a nurse.

I can't see any possible reason why they would

want to take Anya from you.

This has to be a bureaucratic fuck up!

At least we know she's safe.

Being in care isn't safe.

I've just been on the phone to Simmo.

I'm sorry about Anya.

Well, you can help us, can't you?

I mean--I mean, you know everyone.

I'm not sure how.

Please.

Susan, I mean, there must be something you can do.

I'll make a few calls, see what I can find out.

Thank you.

Leave it with me.

You got a minute, Doctor?

Not really.

It's a police matter.

How can I help you, Detective?

Sister Carrie's autopsy report,

can you tell me what Nasophrin is?

It's a sedative for anxiety, sometimes

used as a muscle relaxant medication

or for alcohol withdrawal.

You need a prescription to get it?

Of course, you do.

It's a benzodiazepine.

Did you prescribe it to Sister Carrie?

You know, I can't give you that information.

There is such a thing as doctor-patient confidentiality.

There's also such a thing as hindering

an active investigation.

We could go down that road if you want.

As her doctor, I--

What about as a medical examiner

responsible for her postmortem?

All right.

I can tell you, I didn't prescribe it for her.

I could barely get her to take her diabetes medication.

Now if you don't mind, I've got rounds.

Hey!

Hey, brother.

That red clay gets everywhere, eh?

Yeah.

Mongrel sticky stuff it is.

You here about Swayze?

No, I just, um--

I just got a few questions.

Won't take long.

What do you want to know?

Two deaths in the space of a week.

Wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't look into it.

I'm just trying to get the lay of the land.

I got nothing to hide.

I never said you did.

Let's go on up at the house.

You should be in bed.

Have you heard anything about Anya?

I've reached out where I can.

All we can do is wait.

You work for social services.

Isn't there something you can do?

What I have found are the reasons

why Anya was taken into care.

It includes some allegations about unsafe living conditions

and adequate diet, presenting to school tired and dirty,

wandering the streets unsupervised.

They picked her up, lost near the creek,

and said she didn't know how to find her way home.

Give me that.

That trivia night, um--

Anya's teacher was looking at us,

and then she whispered something to her friend.

She's the one, eh?

It's their duty to report on any concerns.

But there's nothing to report!

That's bullshit.

Can I--can I have their number?

I'm gonna ring him.

Look, the last thing we need to do

is let them have any more reasons to keep

Anya longer than they need to.

No, I just want to talk to them.

They may see you as a threat.

The best thing we can do is keep everything

above board and civilized.

Yeah, sorry.

Okay.

Civilized.

What are you doing around here?

Bit of this and that, grow veggies, agistment, collect

firewood and sell it in town.

Keeps the kids busy.

Sounds like slave labor.

I think they get looked after here.

Well, if this is the new way, what was the old way like?

More beltings than hugs.

And Sister Carrie used to run the home, huh?

She was the last of them.

But she ran it, like you said.

She'd have a few enemies in town,

grown-up kids with grudges?

Maybe, but I'm not one of them.

She thought that what she was doing at the time was right.

But times change.

I think she changed.

What about Cowboy?

You got time for him?

Yeah.

We were tight ass.

I mean, butter boys up until I give up the grog.

Well, I saw you put away a few of the other night.

Bloke's only human.

I get a bit thirsty every now and then.

Is that why you went with the rest of Cowboy's mates

the morning of the hunt?

No.

I mean, I don't hunt anymore.

I've got too much to do around here.

So you were here that morning?

I'm up before the birds.

I do my rounds.

I check the stock.

I get breakfast going.

Then I wake the kids.

You know anyone who might have wanted Cowboy dead?

That's a bit of an open field there.

He had a lot of exes.

Yeah, I heard.

Well, this latest one, he wanted to kick her out,

said she was knocking stuff off.

You think that's motive enough to kill?

You know what they say, hell hath no fury.

Yeah, I heard that, too.

Anyway, if that's it, brother,

I gotta get back to work.

Hey, Sam, where were you the night

Sister Carrie died just on dark?

I heard Sister Carrie drowned.

Who told you that?

Around here, everybody knows everything about everyone.

I was here, movie night.

What movie?

"Aladdin."

Catch up, will you?

Catch you later.

Hey, you mob!

I heard you like movies.

If you can answer this quiz, I'll give you--

$2.30.

All right.

What's the movie with the blue genie

and the magic flying carpet?

"Aladdin."

We watched it with Sam the other night.

Hey, too quick.

All right.

Make sure you share, yeah?

I know.

Shut your mouth.

We're gonna need some more eggs.

Get!

Go away.

Swayze.

Piss off!

You're not gonna shoot me, Swayze.

I'll do it!

Get!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Hey, hey, you all right?

Don't touch her!

She's hurt. She needs help.

Swayze.

She needs to go to the hospital.

I'm not going back there.

They'll drug me up. - You don't have to.

You can stay here.

Just give me the gun.

No.

Swayze, the longer we wait,

the sicker she gets.

Help me get her to the car.

I'm gonna lift you up, okay?

All right.

She's suffering from a widespread pelvic infection.

She's in a lot of pain.

What caused it?

We don't know yet.

We've taken swabs.

She's on intravenous antibiotics

while we wait to get the results.

Lucky you found her in time.

No, she's had too many painkillers to make sense.

That's the problem with these people.

I've seen it so many times.

Guess who's left to clean up the mess when they can't.

Walking across a bridge with that Dodson fellow

isn't gonna solve anything.

You come back tomorrow.

Mary, what are you doing?

Going home.

Can I get you anything?

I'm fine.

Look at this place!

You gonna help me clean up this mess or what?

There's nothing wrong with it.

According to who?

You?

Because apparently, this isn't good enough!

If we're gonna get Anya back, we need to fix it.

Mary, the house isn't the reason we lost Anya.

And what is it?

Because if it's not us, it's not this house,

then there is only one thing it can be--

Don't--

your useless fucking brother!

Him and his drinking have got to go.

Just take it easy.

I will take it easy when I get Anya back!

We will get her back.

I just want Anya back, Jay.

Me too.

Hey, hey. You're okay.

You're safe.

You're at the hospital.

Yeah, yeah.

Everything's gonna be okay.

No, no, it's not.

What's wrong, Lana?

I can't tell you.

You'll tell that doctor.

No, I don't have to.

It can just be between us.

Yeah?

Hello?

Yeah.

All right, just hold on.

For you, little brother.

Jay speaking.

No, I'm not able to come in right now.

How important?

I'm on my way.

Mary's asleep.

Look after her for me.

I will.

She might give me what for.

Jay.

How is she?

Waiting for you.

I was gonna name him Leroy, after me and Swayze's pop.

Who's Leroy, Lana?

He came early--

wasn't moving, breathing.

I tried everything, but I didn't know what to do.

I held him, cleaned him up, and wrapped him in his blanket.

He was so small.

I kissed him, and I put him in that box.

Made it real nice for him.

Where's Leroy now, Lana?

I didn't want him to be just another statistic.

He existed.

He was loved.

That's why I did what I did.

And I thought the police would take care of him,

make sure he wasn't another forgotten kid.

He was my baby, Leroy.

I just wanted him to be remembered.

Where's my sister?

She's being taken care of.

You can see her soon.

The baby?

I can help you.

But you gotta tell me what's got you so scared.

What are you running away from?

Bad things at the farm, at the hospital,

and at this house.

Cowboy?

When he found out Lana was pregnant,

he tried to kick her out the house.

He's the one.

He's the one who killed the baby.

I'm glad he's dead.

Did Lana--did Lana say she was glad too?

Swayze, do you know who shot Cowboy?

It should have been me.

It's always happening.

No one's gonna stop them.

Anya needs to come home with us!

Don't worry, I won't tell.

I've got bigger secrets to worry about.

My suffering at your hands has helped me see the way.

You know, that's almost an impossible shot.

Oh, Jesus!

Put me out! Put me out!

Put me out!