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The nature of the inquiry was far beyond
anything else any of us had worked on

before, far beyond a normal homicide
inquiry.

And the government said, of the day,
said, whatever you need, just ask the

question. And I think I might have
related to you about the photocopier fax

machine. Did I tell you that story?

One day, a fax photocopier machine
turned up, a brand new one.

Now, in 1985, we didn't have any faxes
or photocopiers,

and it was about as big as this table,
and it was wrapped with plastic, and we

were like, wow, that is so awesome.

Two of my police friends came up to me
and they said, we heard you guys have

got a photocopier and fax machine. I
went, yeah.

And they said, can we see it? And I
said, yeah, come on.

And we walked around it and they were
looking at it and going, wow, that is so

cool. And they went, how does it go?

And I said, I don't know. None of us
knew how to work it.

So it sat there for months. I don't know
if it ever got used. But we were very

proud as an inquiry to actually own a
fax photocopier machine.

The resources that were given to that
inquiry were spectacular.

With that, there was a certain pressure.

We were dealing with a serious crime.

We had to catch who did it.

In New Zealand tonight, police are
launching a major investigation into the

explosions aboard the Rainbow Warrior.

Consider this to be a scandal of the
nuclear age.

This was no accident.

Somebody, somewhere, decided they wanted
to blow up our boat.

Things like this just don't happen in
New Zealand.

When you're powerful, you don't have to
pay for your crimes.

Murderers can't go unpunished.

They've got to be exposed.

We were one little South Pacific
country.

We'd never had a crime like that. It was
just huge.

The sinking of the Rainbow Warrior on
the Auckland waterfront has now touched

off a police inquiry on a scale never
seen in this country before.

I'd like to welcome you to Operation
Rainbow.

The man put in charge of the inquiry was
Detective Superintendent Alan Galbraith,

a Dallas Scotsman, very good leader.

As soon as it became known that this had
been sabotaged, the investigation really

got ramped up.

The most important of my police career.

Are you optimistic of bringing the
people who bombed the Rainbow Warrior to

justice?

Oh yes, we're very optimistic that we'll
be successful in the end.

Why are you so optimistic?

Well, giving it everything we've got.

Operation Rainbow Headquarters, the
Rainbow Squad, is handling a wide range

of inquiries.

Very quickly, Alan put together a huge
team of detectives.

One of them was Detective Inspector
Morris Whittam, a very clever guy.

We had a lot of staff from out of town,
seconded to Auckland, just solely to

boost our numbers.

We were 140 officers at one stage.

Terry Batchita was my detective
sergeant.

He was a bit of a feared man in criminal
circles back in those days, tremendously

strong. From the police department, can
you open the door, please?

We realised at one point the eyes of the
world were upon little old New Zealand.

I mean, some people hadn't even heard of
New Zealand.

And that in itself was a motivation.

And it was absolutely critical for
everyone to find out who did it.

We were suddenly thrown into one of the
biggest police inquiries New Zealand has

ever seen.

The inevitable speculation on who could
be responsible has begun.

The list of enemies Greenpeace has made
over the years is long.

Your guess is sort of mine.

Could be the Russians, could be the
Chinese, could be the French, could be

the Americans, could be anyone.

One possible clue arrived by post.

A leaflet purporting to come from
veterans of Vietnam and Africa

threatened a number of left-wing and
liberal groups with the words, we'll

crude you all like the Rainbow Warrior.

Overseas organisations, foreign
countries, they were all possible

suspects.

We even had a couple of unusual
characters who were in Auckland at the

time.

I remember one was an American and he
was particularly anti-Greenpeace. He was

pro-nuclear and he had been seen in
Auckland.

The bombing obviously required an
explosive device.

Well, in New Zealand, we've got a lot of
rural activity and there's a lot of

explosives used.

A couple of sticks of gelignite might be
quite handy if I had to.

move a little hill or change the
direction of a riverside.

There's a lot of things being blown up
all around the place.

What are your views at the moment as to
the validity, if you like, of the Better

Dead Than Red document?

Do you think there's any chance that the
people who sent that did in fact do it?

I don't know.

At this point, we didn't know why, who
or how.

Have you got any leads which give you
any hope at all?

Well, there's always hope.

The area is still cordoned off to the
public, but from the other side of the

pier one can clearly see the partly
sunken ship.

Stunned Greenpeace members say the
vessel was priceless, but right now

they're still mourning for their dead
colleague who went down with the vessel.

It was the first thing that led the news
on the radio, on the television.

There was, you know, a little space to
kind of let things process.

But we had a... It wasn't a service, it
was just some

time with Fernando in a coffin in a

church in Auckland.

Just us.

It was all so unreal at that point.

We had an hour.

At the end of the hour, the priest or
whatever he was came in and said, gosh,

you got to go. I got to make room for
the next group.

And we had to physically pick up this
coffin and walk it out the door. And

that's when the weight of the world sank
down on my shoulders and I think

everybody else's.

Because then it was,

100% sure they were picking up the body
of a dead friend and presenting him on

his last trip.

And it was rough.

He and I did watch together a couple of
times.

Those kids were young.

He talked about them quite a bit.

Yeah, he was a...

The dad who loved his kid.

The evening after we carried Fernando
out of the church, we had a party and

danced and people just burned off steam
and frustration and anger.

I just remember being so completely
overwhelmed by the whole situation.

Having lost a friend, having lost a
ship.

It just made no sense at all.

When we found that the New Zealand
public were very, very happy to try and

help the police.

Thank you.

One moment, please.

The next day, suddenly the members of
the public started ringing in, reporting

sightings, and it really started to go
quite crazy.

Yes, Hastings, would you hold the line
for Auckland, please?

But then that afternoon, the late shift
inquiry sergeant came to see us.

And just as a matter of passing, he
said, oh, did you hear about the thing

that happened down the wharf last night
down near the waterfront?

Some guys at the yacht club had been
having a number of thefts off boats in

the middle of the night.

So a few of them decided to stay
overnight at the yacht squadron

headquarters and just keep an eye on
things and see if they could perhaps

identify who was responsible for the
break-in.

During the course of their observations
on the night of the bombing, they

noticed a camper van that looked
extremely suspicious.

The people in sight, they were assisting
somebody in pulling up a dinghy from

the sea up into a sort of a raised
sloping bank before leaving.

The Neighbourhood Watch then called the
police.

Police went down there, found the Zodiac
tied to a tree, and they seized the

Zodiac.

But on the night, it didn't mean a great
deal to anybody, as it was before the

actual bombing.

But fortuitously, the Neighbourhood
Watch, they were able to get the

registration number of that van.

The camper van was registered to a
company called Newman's.

They were contacted and they were able
to identify from the records that the

vehicle had been rented by Swiss
Tourists.

A married couple, Alain and Sophie
Tourange.

This was the first really significant
lead.

We were, from that point, on the lookout
for that vehicle.

wanting to speak to this couple.

In 1985, I was 21.

I'd been working at Newman's Rentals for
about three or four months, and I was a

meet-and-greet girl.

So I met Alan and Sophie Terange.

They'd already had their camper van for
a few days, and then they'd got a broken

windscreen.

And so they turned up at the depot.

We'd put them into a replacement
vehicle, and that was that.

A few days later, I got a phone call.

It was the police, and they asked me
about the meeting that I'd had with Alan

Terenge and Sophie Terenge a few days
before.

Can you describe what they looked like?

Did they say where they'd been?

They gave no indication what it was
about, and I didn't ask.

You know, I assumed it wasn't my
business.

The next morning, I arrived at work
about 8 o'clock, and I said to another

girl, I said, oh, do you remember the
two rangers?

And she said, yeah, that's them over
there.

They were all sitting in the waiting
area.

Yeah, it was a big shock to see them.

So that was when it got a bit
interesting.

The other girl, she said they were
dropping off their vehicle early and I

said, look, I had a phone call last
night about them.

They're wanted by the police.

And she just immediately reached for the
phone.

I remember it was a rainy day in
Auckland. It was a rainy, dark, sort of

gloomy day.

We had a phone call quite early from
Newman to say...

those people you are looking for in the
cabavan are in our office now.

What would you like us to do?

Basically, we were like, keep them
there. Think of whatever reason you can,

but keep them there.

He said, OK, we've got to keep them.

And then very quickly, I thought, if
someone brings a vehicle back early,

they actually get the money refunded.

So I thought... We could use that as an
excuse to keep them.

I mean, my faith, I'm not good at
telling lies, you know, and hiding

things.

But at that stage, I think I just knew I
had to stay calm.

And so I walked over to them.

Alan Turing was very friendly, very
charming, chatty.

and we said, we owe you some money
because you're dropping off your vehicle

earlier than you'd booked it, and we
need to wait for a manager to come in

and sign the cheques.

I think it was only about $130.

If they had said, look, forget it, just
take us to the airport, I don't know

what I would have done.

But they accepted that.

And then I was sort of seeing other
customers and waiting for the police to

arrive.

We had to get there at speed.

This was huge for us.

So we dashed down to the car park, which
was about four levels below us.

And we got to our car, but we didn't
have the keys.

Have you got the keys?

No, I thought you had the keys.

We're going to lose them.

And we're like, ah!

In the washing bay, there was a guy.

who used to look after all the cars, he
had a brand-new Commodore sitting in

there which belonged to one of the big
bosses.

I thought, well, here's a car. He had
the keys on his belt, so I took the keys

like that, and he turned around like
this, and I said, big case, big case,

and we drove away.

He was most put out, but we were on a
mission.

So the time was dragging on, waiting for
the police.

The other girl and I were both getting a
bit nervous.

Ellen Tarrant, she came up to the
counter a couple of times to ask how

things were going.

So I was starting to feel a little bit
of pressure.

There was heavy traffic.

We were driving in a police car that
didn't have sirens and lights and all

that sort of stuff.

It was taking ages to get there.

It was a terrifying thought that we
could miss them.

After a while, men started arriving at
work who were obviously managers.

You know, they're wearing suits and
ties.

I looked up and Alan Terange was
standing looking at me very intently.

That was really frightening.

At that moment, I did have a bit of a
flip of the stomach.

But I tried to be really cool about it.

And the next thing, the room just seemed
to be filled with cool men in suits.

We burst into the reception area behind
Terry.

As little as guys could hide behind him.

I just said, they're right behind you.

They walked over to Ellen and Sophie to
range.

We identified ourselves as police
officers and told them that we wished to

speak to them about an unspecified
matter.

Unfortunately, with some reluctance,
they said yes.

What did you think they'd done?

In my mind, I decided they'd been
poaching trout in Lake Taupo.

We returned with the Teronges to
Auckland Central Police Station where we

prepared to formally interview them.

I was in charge of questioning Alan
Teronge.

So I interviewed him off and on for
about 22 hours.

They were kept apart so that their
stories could be given individually.

They couldn't collaborate.

You had to be...

methodical, meticulous.

If you're too hasty, you miss things.

And so I asked them logical questions.

What is your full name?

Alain Turange.

What is the purpose of your visit?

Holiday.

Sophie, can you tell me where you were
born?

Geneva.

What was the date of your marriage?

6th of September, 1975.

Well, how long have you been married?

Ten years.

What date did you get married?

September, about the 6th.

Ellen Turon was cool, calm, collected.

There's a thing called a Gaelic shrug,
where they go, and he come out with it a

lot.

She wasn't very cooperative either.

It would help us if we knew more about
you.

What do you want to know?

Tell us about your husband.

What did you mean?

What does he like to do?

What are his interests?

I do not talk about my husband.

Then I started to ask him about the
waterfront. What were they doing there?

And he said that they had had an
argument. So he got out of the van to

cool off a bit.

And then he saw a fisherman who was
dragging a dinghy up on the rocks.

I want to get back to this night in
question.

Where and when did you see the man that
you helped?

When I was walking back to the van.

And what did he say?

He said for me to help him pull his
dinghy out of the water.

He said his name was Peter.

What happened then?

I helped him pull the boat from the
water and asked him where he was going.

He said he had his car near there and he
was going to it.

What then?

I offered to take him to it.

You offered him?

A complete stranger?

You in a foreign land? That was very
good of you.

Yes. Why?

I don't know. I can say.

Perhaps you knew him, Alan. That would
explain it.

No.

And so I asked him, Peter the fisherman,
where did he sit in the van?

At the front.

Why in the front? Why not in the back?

So that he could tell my wife where to
drive to?

While Perry was speaking with Alan,
Sophie was also asked about the man they

had picked up from the waterfront.

When the man was in the van, where was
he sitting?

In the back.

Your husband said he was sitting in the
front.

I don't know.

He was in the back.

They were giving conflicting accounts
and it was a simple question. Where did

the guy sit in the van?

And they couldn't get it right.

That, of course, is overwhelmingly
suspicious.

Your wife says you were next to her in
the front and the man you helped in the

back. Which is it?

I am sure I was in the back.

What do you want me to say?

How about the truth?

You're getting it.

So even from that early stage of the
interview, you start to build a picture

that you're talking with two people who
are not telling the truth.

I think throughout that process, as a
detective, you're looking for signs

The way they interacted with each other
was surprising.

They didn't comfort each other to any
great extent.

They didn't behave like married people.

So all these little bits, they all
created a huge suspicion in our minds.

But we had nothing concrete on them at
all.

Detective Superintendent Alan Galbraith
briefed his team of 66 detectives at the

start of another day in the search to
find the bombers of the Rainbow Warrior.

We were still questioning the taronges
and it soon became clear that we needed

more solid evidence.

So we went public.

Police are releasing only little
information, but it's known they're

keenly interested in this Newman's
rented camper van seen in the area not

long before the bombings.

We want to locate where this vehicle has
been, hopefully trace people who have

had any contact with the occupants. What
areas was this van in? We suspect in

Auckland, North Auckland, and down as
far as perhaps Hamilton.

Next day.

We get a ring from a couple of forestry
workers up in Tipuni Forest and said,

oh, are you interested in a camper van?
I'll tell you a little story about a

camper van.

The man said a couple of days before the
bombing he was working in a forest car

park when he saw a Newman's camper van
pull up, wait a short while and then

drive off.

A short time later, a grey estate car
arrived with several men in it.

The workman felt...

it was a little suspicious.

So he wrote down the registration number
of this grey estate car on his truck in

the dust.

I said to the guy, oh, is the number
still there? He said, oh, we've had some

thunderstorms and it's probably washed
off by now.

There it is there.

LR8114.

We find out it had been rented from a
hire company.

The rental car company had rented it out
to people with French passports.

There was four people in total. There
was Xavier Manigay, Eric Audron, John

Michelle Patello and Raymond Oltz.

And they'd given their addresses, a
yacht, the Ouvier.

So the Ouvier...

immediately became of interest to us.

The bombing occurred on the night of the
10th of July and when we contacted

customs they told us that the Ovea yacht
had left New Zealand the day before the

bombing on the 9th of July.

So they couldn't have been the actual
guys who planted the bombs.

But we were sure at that stage that
somehow these people could be connected

with the bombing.

We wanted to know about all their
movements over the period that they were

in the north of New Zealand, which is
sparsely populated.

You might think you could operate there
at leisure almost and wouldn't be

detected. People wouldn't be...

that police wouldn't be able to
investigate because, after all, it was a

backwater.

Well, they were totally wrong.

The Ovea crew attracted attention to
themselves by various things that they

did that were unusual.

The story essentially was that they were
on holiday on a diving trip, although

there was no evidence of any diving
having been done.

Because it was midwinter in New Zealand.

New Zealand in July, it's very cold, the
seas are rough, it's not good for

diving.

It was suspicious, very suspicious.

French-speaking males in northern New
Zealand, they were rather exotic,

noticeable, shall we say.

They certainly appeared to have enjoyed
themselves when they came ashore.

They mingled very freely and openly with
locals.

One character had a romantic interlude
with a policeman's wife.

They had a great old time.

They were getting photographed by
females on many occasions.

Made their presence felt, if you like.

here for a job, but something didn't
seem right.

We needed to speak to those people
pretty quickly.

Inspector Galbraith, who was in charge
of the investigation, was determined not

to screw it up.

Within two or three days of the
explosion, Nobody was allowed on the

dock or near the boat.

He controlled who was coming and who was
going and what was happening.

But the boat was heeling over on the
dock.

And the police didn't want the masks on
a boat that they didn't know how strong

was anymore.

So we went out there and took the masks
down.

Peter, you went aboard the Rainbow
Warrior this morning. What sort of scene

greeted you?

Well, primarily everything was covered
in diesel fuel, soaking wet.

It's smelly.

Very slippery just to walk around.

It doesn't look good.

I think all the woodwork on the boat
will have to be redone, torn out.

To be taking all that stuff apart and at
some point realizing it was probably

never going back on, it was just really,
that was tough.

And I was sitting there just bummed out
and depressed.

I remember being very upset about
Fernando.

But I remember thinking he enjoyed being
a part of Greenpeace, being a part of

trying to change these issues that we
were changing.

And I started picking up the pieces and
going on.

I decided I don't want to sit around and
do nothing.

We have to get to Maroa.

I didn't want to be stopped by the
people that did it.

All I know,

If there were people who didn't want to
see a failure, then we're wrong.

But if they think, if they can stop
this, it's a big mistake.

Because you can kill people.

You can send shit.

You can't kill spirit.

And the spirit of the warrior is still
there.

to make a statement we had to sell.

We weren't going to give up.

By that stage, there was obviously
questions about international

involvement.

The Taronges and the Auvers crew were
all native French speakers.

In terms of Greenpeace's enemies, if you
will, the hot topic at that time was the

French nuclear testing at Moura Atoll.
So in terms of people being upset with

Greenpeace, I would say France at that
time were the number one contenders.

The Taronges were remanded in custody,
but the Auvers crew...

We needed to get our hands on them
pretty quickly.

Customs told us that the Ovea had been
located in Norfolk Island, which is a

small island close to Australia.

We were flown across to Norfolk Island
and we'd tracked them down to one of the

local motels.

And, you know, to be fair, we were just
a motley group of police that were

available. to suddenly fly out of New
Zealand. So we weren't like some

trained, highly trained team of motel
stormers or anything else like that.

So we liaised with the motel owner.

It was getting quite late at night at
that stage.

And we put a bit of a plan together.

A couple of teams of us were going to
storm the two units that the members of

the OVEA were then at that time asleep
in.

So we were talking about kicking in the
doors and all of that sort of drama.

And I remember the motel owner saying,
would you like the keys for the door?

And we go, oh yeah, that'd be great,
thanks.

It was dark.

They were in bed asleep.

So we quietly opened the door and then
we burst into their unit.

They were immediately alert.

They were ready for action.

They were guys that could have provided
a fair bit of resistance or fought back

at us had they decided to.

Fortunately for us, they didn't.

They were detained and then returned
back to the Norfolk Island Police

Station.

We took their passports to have them
checked out.

But Norfolk is administered by the
Australian government, so we were under

a 24-hour deadline.

At the end of 24 hours, you had to
either charge them with an offence or

release them.

The pressure was on all of us involved
in the interviews.

We needed something significant or we
had to let them go.

You're looking for signs, their body,
their facial expressions, how they

react to different questions.

Sitting in the room with these guys, we
became aware that these men were very

capable, quite military, quite trained.

And after talking to them or being with
them for a little while, you could

clearly see they were anything but
tourists.

And gradually you start to wonder, who
the hell am I dealing with here?

Because we are real professionals.

We know the risks.

We know the consequences.

It's our job.

It's not the feeling of having done
something criminal.

It's not that I'm lying, I'm sure of it.
It's to serve.

The death of a man and those who are
taken will end up in prison.

When the New Zealand police, who had
landed in Norfolk, stopped

us, we imagined the worst for them,
years in prison.

We were prepared for that kind of thing.

crew of the OVR, these men were very
staunch, evasive.

They would revert back to French
speaking when any question became

difficult. You couldn't find an angle
that could get past that frontage on

them.

We had not learnt anything of any
significance.

Nothing had come back on the passports.

We just didn't have enough to arrest
them.

Clearly, if you've got no evidence, then
they need to be released.

We had to let them go.

It's one of the most disappointing
moments of my police career, watching

them rowing out to their boat, to the
Ovea.

I remember standing there thinking, I'm
sure these guys work for the French

Secret Service, but can we prove it?

On the day that we picked up the
torologies, we sent the details of both

the passports and the licences to
Interpol.

The Swiss came back very quickly and
said that these are good forgeries, but

both the passports and the licences were
totally false.

It meant we could charge them with
immigration charges.

But who were these people?

How did they fit into the bombing?

And who were they associated with?

Where do we need to look next?

What is your real name?

I want to talk to you by your real first
name.

Just Sophie.

Who do you work for?

I think you know.

From the way you talk, you must work for
the French Government Intelligence, or

something similar.

Yes.

But I cannot tell you.

I want to know what your involvement in
the bombing is.

I cannot say.

If you're not the main person in this
bombing, we can try to get immunity for

you. Do you understand that?

Yes.

But it is a trick.

But it's murder.

Someone has died.

We must know your involvement.

You must help yourself.

If you were not the one that put the
bomb on that boat, it is better for you.

You understand?

Of course.

I want to know who has been working with
you besides Alan.

That is not for me to say.

Mr Galbraith, are you any closer to
solving the crime?

I think we are reasonably close, but
there's a great deal of work we have to

do yet.

We've collected a lot of evidence. It
really just needs the right piece of

evidence and perhaps the thing would
fall into place.

We'd been working tirelessly, but still
had no idea who was part of that

demolition crew who actually attached
these bombs to the boat.

There was some detailed examination of
the wharf divers looking for clues

and other things that might help the
inquiry.

So far about 500 pieces of material have
been brought up from the harbour floor.

Even the minutest objects are being
examined.

One vital clue is an outboard motor
found submerged in Hobson Bay.

Here we can see the Yamaha outboard
engine that was dumped in the water.

That was obviously connected to the
zodiac that was recovered.

But we couldn't believe what we found
next.

We found a dive bottle just dumped in
the grass.

The oxygen bottle would have been used
by divers, and they were pure white.

On one of the oxygen bottles located was
a black, heavy denier pantyhose.

They'd only assume that it was a
camouflage thing.

Here we have the equipment that was
probably used by those who were

responsible for placing the explosives
on the boat.

But who was it that actually wore it?

The crew of the OVR left New Zealand the
day before.

The Rainbow Warrior was actually blown
up.

Clearly they'd fulfilled their part of
the mission.

We think at this time that was delivery
of the gear required to carry out the

operation.

The Torongas were present at the
waterfront the night of the bombing, the

fact that they uplifted the Zodiac out
of the sea. We think it was their job to

transport that stuff after the bombs
went off.

But who was this diver?

or person that they'd picked up out of
the water, who actually planted the

explosives, to carry out the bombing of
the Rainbow Warrior.

The net was closing in and we

were really confident that we were going
to find them.

They identified him as a French secret
agent.

It would be state terrorism.

He did it.

He was the summer leaflet.