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All of our victims live in Bondi. So does Real Man. But why was he at the

beach that day?

Because he's thumbing his nose at us.

So the killer keeps the victims' phones and he uses them as bait for the next.

You know about this?

Yeah, it's me. There's someone luring people with that app. But Don will flip

if he finds out. Don doesn't want to know a thing about any of it.

1989.

Appointed. Secrets you know could give answers to grieving families.

The O'Donoghues were Hammers' bully boys. They got off on violence. They

haven't changed.

A gay man went missing the same night that Pooey and Hammers had a bloodied

weapon taken off them.

I'd like to have a test for DNA.

Sham has parted with history.

He thinks that it might link to an unsolved murder.

Your brother, you think he was murdered.

Until you talk.

Because if he talks, we'll all go down.

Who did you say killed?

Wear a wire, get Hammers to talk.

Tui.

Tui.

He was like a bloody son.

I watched that kid grow up. I coached him in the Colts.

Yeah, I know you two were close, boss.

Yeah, I went to Frick who did it.

Yeah, yeah.

We'll get it. We found him.

Oscar Taylor.

Oh, that mate of yours.

He's Eddie everywhere.

I was up there taking photos.

I wanted to get that moment when the moon looks like it's rising out of the

ocean. Right, right. And that's when you feel the body in the water?

No, not at first.

At first it was just a shadow in the pool.

Sorry.

Look,

I know he's your mate and everything, but let him answer. Don't lead him.

He's not a suspect.

Everyone's a suspect. You know that.

What have forensics got?

Clothes folded neatly over there.

They reckon the blood on the towel and on the ground.

that he was stabbed and then either pushed or fell into the pool.

Right. There's also something else on the towel, possibly semen.

So it could have been the thruster hookup?

Have you found a phone?

Still looking.

Tui was preparing to give up Hammers and the O'Donoghue brothers.

What are you talking about?

I think he had evidence connecting them to assaults and murders in the 80s and

90s.

Why wasn't I told about this?

I was going to tell you, sir. We spoke last night. He was going to come in this

morning, make a statement.

That way.

My money's on the O'Donoghue brothers. Can we get a warrant, please?

No, let's... Joe Flipback will monitor their chatter on the phone tips.

Any joy with the murder with them?

Uniforms are still searching.

And I spoke to the council and asked them to hold off picking up the garbage

until we're done.

Well, can we get on with it? I don't want to be smelling this case from over

here. Has anybody got any good news?

We recovered to his phone.

He made three calls last night, all of them to his lawyer, Simon Mowbray.

I called Mowbray this morning.

He's not picking up. Called in sick. I think somebody should pay him a visit.

I'll do that.

All right, that's it.

You too.

Just a word.

Oscar Taylor.

With all due respect... Everyone knows he frequents the beach at all hours with

some bullshit photographic blog or something.

Investigations are continuing, Detective.

So for now, you treat him like a witness.

Yes, sir.

And it goes without saying that I need to have complete faith in the integrity

of every officer under my command.

Yes, sir.

The newspaper article.

Yes, sir.

I'm prepared to overlook the odd lapse of judgment and the odd investigative

fuck-up.

But I will not be lied to.

And I will not be made a fool of.

That'll be all.

Tui's post-mortem report.

Okay.

Blood splatter suggests that the first wound, the deepest one, see here?

Now that happened when Tui was lying on the towel face up.

And we nearly missed this.

Traces of hair, shaved.

Is it the same hair found at Harris's and Cohen's? We're running a DNA

comparison. No results back yet.

But?

Educator cares.

They could be the same.

So the person who killed Harris and Cohen also killed Pooey?

I'm assuming the DNA matches.

What about animal fur?

Nothing yet.

And we're still waiting on test results for the semen and the blood.

It's the same killer, but the psychology is totally different.

The attack on Tui, it's in a public place, there's no ligatures, there's no

trophies. It's a frenzy to solve.

Yeah, it's like this one was personal.

So whoever killed him took him by surprise or was someone he knew and

trusted? Yeah, like a lawyer.

It's off.

I heard it on the news this morning.

It must have come as quite a shock.

Oh, thank you for that statement of the bleeding obvious, Detective.

We believe you spoke to Mr. Toohey last night.

I spoke with my client quite regularly.

We also believe you met him at Bronte Barth.

Really?

Can I ask you where you were between 9.30 and 11 last night? You can ask all

you like. I'm not going to make any comment.

So you don't deny that you were there?

Nice try, Detective, but I'm not confirming or denying I was anywhere

last night.

Did he talk to you about Carl Hampton or the O'Donoghues?

Okay, I think this conversation is over.

Did he tell you he was planning on speaking to the police? He was going to

tell us what he knew about murders committed by the Pointers Gang.

Please leave.

You know, I would like to find the person that killed Tui. I would have

thought you'd want to help with that.

I'm dismayed and devastated at the news of my client's death. I have nothing

further to add. Goodbye.

This maiden devastated my ass.

You think he's hiding something?

He's a lawyer.

Of course he's hiding something.

DNA results?

A settled puzzle.

I'll get on to it, hopefully this year.

This bloke just called in. He wants to speak to a detective.

Looks like all that publicity's flushed out a former victim.

walking through Cardinal Park, rattling car keys, kind of signal-looking company

with the others.

And a young man stood up, unzipped his fly. I realised it was Brett O'Donoghue.

I was shocked. I said, what do you think you're doing?

I was struck down from behind.

I didn't see it coming.

They cracked my skull.

I still get headaches.

Hammers was shouting instructions.

How did you know their names?

I was the football umpire, under 16, so I knew their names from their jerseys.

They were going to throw me off the cliff.

Hammers' girlfriend was shouting, kill the fag.

Jeremy, how did you get away?

Back then I was fit, I ran. They came after, but I was faster.

I hid in some bushes.

They ran past.

One stopped.

I could see a tattoo on his foot.

That's here.

I remember wondering what the kid was crying for.

Then they ran on.

Did you go to the police?

Yeah, but the interrogation was like I was the one who committed a crime.

Couldn't push it, but gave up.

That's tricks, Tommy Tomcat.

Please leave.

You're not welcome here.

That's not nice. We're old mates, remember?

Yeah, that friendship ended a long time ago, my brain.

Wrong answer.

Talk to us, Thomas.

It was the O'Donoghue brothers, wasn't it?

Bit of a warning.

Keep your mouth shut.

Well, I know that some things are meant to stay buried.

Like what happened on those cliffs at Cardinal Park, eh?

No.

We can protect you.

I put my trust in a higher power.

This body is just a vessel, Detective.

When my body dies, my spirit lives on.

Thomas, will you tell us what the teardrop tattoos mean?

I don't know.

There's going to be nowhere to hide when the O'Donoghues find out you ratted

Brent to the cop.

You can't say that.

Then talk to us.

You're in a hurry to find out where your spirit goes next.

That's like a medal of honour.

For taking a life.

The first noble truth of life is suffering.

To live, you must endure.

You can't escape the past, but you can't live with it either.

the bitch.

Shit. She's going to be trouble.

Don't worry.

This will be right up Brett's alley.

Who's the bitch?

They always had girls hanging around.

Leads me why.

Any girls in particular?

Yeah, Sully Williams.

Came in by train from the west.

She was into footy plays.

Like Tui?

Well, except Tui played the field. She took up with Hammers on the rebound.

Didn't last long.

The beatings must have got too much.

That'd be right.

She didn't report it or he wasn't charged?

No. Cops usually look the other way for a reason.

Are you saying he was somebody's informant?

Maybe still is.

Willie William.

What's this?

I'm Detective Lustigman. I wondered if I could come inside and have a talk.

What about?

Carl Hampton.

Who's it, Mum?

Um, no one, Jason. Go to your room.

Ah, don't know any Carl Hampton.

I don't think you understand. We believe he might be looking for you.

We can protect you. We can make sure he can't get here.

Like he couldn't get to Tui.

Do you know something about Mr. Tui's death?

No. I don't know anything.

But, sadly, I don't want anything to do with the cops. I don't want anything to

do with Hammond.

I just want to live my own.

than a black youth.

It's got to be their headquarters.

I don't know who's cooking for them. Hammers is involved. I just don't know

how.

How do you want to play it? Do you want to get a word? See what they've got?

I know Gil's gagging for results, but let's keep our powder dry.

Hammers is slippery.

I don't want him going away for a couple of years for drugs. I want him for

murder.

Different name, same avatar.

He's within 200 metres, Vic.

All over.

Got to be one of these.

Pardon.

This one alright 50 meters

30 meters this way

Police officer, you're okay? Can you tell me, are you hurt anywhere?

No. No? Okay. I'm going to untie you. You're all right.

The deal was quite straightforward.

I would lie on my bed naked and leave the front door unlocked, and he would

come in and have sex with me.

And what happened after he arrived, Mr. Andrews?

He said he wanted to tie me up. He said that that would make him get hired.

That's when I saw the knife and I freaked.

You said it's time to die, bitch.

That's when I screamed.

Then you saved me.

Can you describe his face?

It's just that he had a baseball cap on, pulled low, and sunglasses.

I couldn't see much.

Um, what about his voice?

He was Australian.

No accent.

How old would you say this man was?

Anywhere from 25 to 35.

He thrust a name of Brillo.

Yeah.

Like brilliant.

Yeah, it's also a cleaning product.

Look, we'd like you to work with one of our officers to build up a confit of

this man's face.

Like I said, I didn't get a good look at him.

You'll do your best.

I'd know his abs anywhere.

Great. So we're going to have wanted posters of six-packs plastered all over

Bondo. Here you go.

What's that?

The DNA results from the Tui murder.

The shaved hairs match the ones found at the other murder scenes.

That's not all.

They found evidence of two different seminal fluids on the tail.

Tui's DNA and an unidentified male.

Well, if it isn't Miss Marple.

I wanted to ask you how well you know the art dealer, Adrian Cohen.

Well, I know him in passing, but I know nothing about his death.

You bought this painting from him a month ago.

I did?

It's a portrait of Christopher Tuohy.

Please, I buy a lot of art.

Simon.

Listen, we believe that Tuohy's death may be connected with the murders of

other gay men.

We believe the same person or persons might be involved.

Now, if you had nothing to do with Tui's death, then we need your help, or other

men might die.

Okay.

Okay what?

Tui did call me.

And what did he want?

He told me to meet him at Bronte Bath. I didn't know what it was about, but I

just assumed it was the usual.

I'm sorry, the usual?

Well, either he'd had a fight with a bitch of a wife of his, or he'd had a

few too many lines and was horny as fuck.

You can't hang a man for that, can you?

And how long when you had this arrangement?

Arrangement? I prefer to call it a relationship.

I'm sorry, relationship?

Fifteen years.

Next March.

That's a crystal anniversary.

Although he'd never think of it that way.

Oh, don't pity me, Detective. I knew what the rules were.

It wasn't like it was a regular thing. We'd go months or years without her.

But sooner or later, he would call.

I was the one that he would turn to.

And what happened when you met him?

Oh, he was...

Strangely calm. It wasn't like Toohey at all. He said he was going to tell the

police what he knew about the newspaper story.

And I told him he was crazy. I told him to forget the past.

I told him he didn't have to do this.

People would forgive him.

He's untouchable. He's Toohey.

People loved him.

How did he react to that?

Well, he got very, very hard, Detective, and then I did for him what I've always

done.

And then I went home.

Simon, would you be willing to give us a DNA sample?

Your son's body will be released into your care. You can make arrangements to

lay him to rest.

Thank you.

For you.

You know that the photo your police officer took away?

I think this one is better.

How handsome he is.

Yeah, he is.

Amir... Tells me there were others.

Yeah, there were two others.

Two? These men were killed just like her?

So many mothers.

So many tears.

Tell me, that...

Rohan, Azad, do you... Do you think he loved my son?

Well, his, uh... His last words were for Harris.

It was... Tell him, uh... The wound is where the

light enters.

Does that mean something to you?

Yes, it's... Through me, it's a poem. The wound is

where the light enters you.

Suffering brings illumination.

Freedom.

I never wanted to believe the truth.

I never thought Harris could be happy. How could he be happy?

But I was wrong.

Because he was happy.

And he was loved.

And now...

You know...

I think... I think I would

like that Rohan guy.

Please promise me one thing, please.

If I can, yeah.

Find a way, find them.

You need to stop whoever is bringing all this pain.

The DNA test results you requested?

The blood on the lab pipe?

You're related.

I mean, you want to tell me?

It's a familial match, you sure?

Yep.

Can we just keep this between us just for now?

You know you're not allowed to work on a case that involves a relative.

This is different.

It's not strictly an active investigation. Yeah, right.

Please, Brenda.

Put it down to the sisterhood.

Hey, thank you. I owe you one. Big time.

Hey, Ma. Hi.

What are you doing?

I'm just happy to see you.

You see me every day.

I know.

Where's Oscar?

Inside.

Oh.

Hey.

Christmas Eve, 1989.

I'm a police officer.

Took a weapon, a lead pipe, off two teenage boys near Cardinal Park.

What do you think?

It had Shane's blood on it.

What?

Nah.

Bullshit. No way.

I had it DNA tested.

It's a familial match.

I loved your brother.

I wanted to tell the world, but Shane said he wasn't ready.

He said he was waiting for the right time to tell your dad.

There's never a right time to tell my dad.

Anything.

The night Shane died, he was meeting me.

And the wind over there does strange things at night.

Down, swirl around.

Someone can be just a few metres away. You think they're calling from way out

at sea.

Did you hear something that... Shouting.

In those days you heard a lot of that. It wasn't unusual.

Do you think it was Shane?

I don't know.

But I shall.

Now I'm wondering.

No, don't do it.

Who was it?

Tory. I need to know.

Hi, sweetheart. How was work?

Dad, we need to talk about Shane.

In the course of my work, some evidence has come to light. It's not official

yet, but I think I know almost certainly how he died. Yep, he drowned.

Death by misadventure, that's what Peele said.

Misadventure's pretty much just an open finding, Dad.

But I think I can prove that he was bashed.

Somewhere near Cardinal Park.

And possibly thrown off the cliff there, Dad. I need you to listen to me. I know

it's hard. Dad, listen.

He did not go swimming.

He did not drown. He was set on by a gang of boys. Stop.

It's ridiculous.

He had no reason to go to Cardinal Park.

Dad, he was there to meet somebody who he cared about.

Who cared about him.

He was there to meet Oscar.

Please, Dad, just have a look.

Oscar's a fucking liar.

Oscar is your friend, Dad. Why would he lie to you?

Shane was not gay.

So it's okay for Oscar, but not your son? You know, Oscar's somebody's son

too, Dad. Hey, just don't twist my words.

Please, Dad, speak to Oscar. Listen to what he has to say.

No.

This is just another one of your little stories. You're always telling stories

about Shane.

How could you? Broke your mother's heart and Shane was taken from us?

Yes, but not by the sea, Dad.

Shame was gay and some bastards killed him for that

He's walking around like he owns the place. I tap him on the back and I'm

like, you want to meet the guy who owns the place?

He's right here.

What an idiot.

I know.

Good for you, Toots.

I know what you did.

Cardinal Park.

Shark Point.

I know how it worked.

Who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you talking about?

You stake out a beat.

You and the pointers.

It's alright, mate.

You bash innocent men and you throw them to their death.

Is that right?

I was there.

I saw you.

Bullshit.

That's what I'm telling the cops.

I saw you bash a man.

Then throw him off the cliff at Cardinal Park.

You're lying.

Doesn't matter if I am or not.

All that matters is if the cops believe me.

That's all that happened, mate.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

I want him charged.

Fuck off, Henderson.

Hey. He comes in here, threatening to verbal me, threatening to lie about

something I didn't do some 20-odd years ago.

What? Some shit at Cardinal Park.

You got something to say about Cardinal Park?

I think you're forgetting, Missy, I'm the victim here.

My boys were simply trying to protect me from the fucking queer Avenger here.

What is it that they say?

Nothing's lower than a copper's dog ratting out his mates to cover his own

arse.

That's enough.

I like her. She's crazy. Yeah?

You're not crazy. I don't think you're crazy.

Plasticine! A word, now.

What did you say?

What?

What did you tell Oscar?

Nothing. Nothing you didn't need to know.

Shit, you've been feeding him information about the investigation,

haven't you?

He would have found out anyway.

You wound him up to verbal hammers.

This is the weapon that Chalmers took off the pointers.

There's a blood match. It's a familial link.

And you told Oscar.

And that's why he came after Hammers.

This is bullshit.

You don't even know what happened that night.

How did they get the club? Who struck the first blow? Was it one of them? All

of them? Was it someone else?

I don't know.

But I do know that someone has to be held responsible for this.

Yes.

And they will be.

But you can't be on this case.

No, Nick, I have to be.

Listen, Brenda is the only one who knows about the blood.

Please.

It's not about that, Dory.

I won't live with a guilty man walking free because you perverted the course of

justice.

If you want me off this case, you're going to have to tell Peel yourself.

The ice found on Brett O'Donoghue matches the ice found at the Rex Hard

and Cohen murder scenes. It's the same chemical composition.

But it still doesn't put them there, does it?

Well, if they're not our killers, then one of their clients is.

Yeah, or someone who gets their ice from one of their clients, which could be

about half of bloody Bondi.

So we're no closer to cracking this.

Little steps, boss. We are making progress.

Well, I need more than just busting the O'Donoghues for a few bags of ice.

Nick? She's good.

Hey, mate.

How you going?

That boy of mine around?

Gave him an early mark.

He's out there, productivity.

He's the makings of a good little surfer, that boy.

Remind you of someone?

He attacks the waves like Shane did.

Got his uncle's good looks, too.

What happened, Oscar?

What did you do to... to what?

You know, make... make him...

Gay.

You think I made Shane gay?

Is that what this is about?

You want to blame someone for your loss?

Blame the pricks that killed him.

See, I left my mother's heart.

I left my father's home.

I'm carrying my heart but it's made of stone

I'm carrying my heart but my heart is made

of stone

What? That's not going to answer itself.

Arthur, can it wait?

I think I know where he is.

What? Your thruster guy.

He's online.

Tell me exactly what you're talking about.

He's changed his name, but I recognise his avatar.

Sorry. I messaged him to meet me.

You did what?

If it is Hammond, I want to be here when you take him down.

I'm at the cue bar.

Nick, it's Oscar.

He's with Real Man.

Tell me you didn't put Oscar up to this.

You can get out now if you want to.

Did you call for backup?

If anyone asked, there wasn't time.

That's him, yeah?

Yeah, that's him.

What did you say to him?

Look up here, then party time.

Tori, it's not hammers.

Okay. So we go in, split up, maintain visual, use the app to triangulate the

position, yeah?

Sounds good.

What do I do?

How about you stay the fuck out of the way? That'd be really good.

Let us handle it.