All language subtitles for Last.Seen.2026.S01E02

[wistful music playing]

[birds chirping, whistling]

[door opens]

- [person speaks indistinctly]
- [door closes]

[person 2] How many radishes?

- [laughs]
- What are you laughing at?

- That's not even fully formed.
- No, that's just...

- You've murdered it as a baby. [laughs]
- Quit making fun of my radishes.

[water running]

Here we go. It's peak hour at the sink.

Oh, isn't it my turn
to pick the movie this week?

No, you picked a really boring
war movie last time.

- [Da] What?
- [Ma] Mm-hmm.

It's true, Da. We both fell asleep.

You see... [sighs] You two have no taste.

I'm trying to, you know, culture you both.

- Bridge over the River Kwai is a classic.
- Boring.

- It's a classic.
- How about I randomly select something?

That way we have no arguments.

- [Da] Oh, yeah.
- Good idea?

Oh, I can only imagine
what that movie might be.

[TV playing in background]

[Da] ♪ Good morning... ♪

[cat meows]

♪ Whole night through... ♪

♪ Good morning to you ♪

♪ Good morning ♪

- Da, shush.
- [chuckles]

Just getting into it.

- [laughs] Very good.
- [volume increases]

[beeping]

Turn that off.

- [tense music playing]
- [car approaching]

- [Da] I don't know the car.
- Okay. Right, you, upstairs,

- please.
- Who do you think it is?

I don't know. Quick, upstairs.

- And remember, lights out.
- [door closes]

[tense music continues]

How you going?

That's, uh... That is a fancy gate.

Sorry, I'm Jack Brenton.
I bought the block next door,

and I... and I thought, uh,
"I know what I'll do.

I'll swing past, say hello."

[bottles clang]

My wife and I don't drink.

Ah.

Uh. Shit, sorry.

Uh, cup of tea.
A cup of tea would be great.

Oh, we're early to bed,
early to rise people here.

[sighs]

It's a... a beautiful place
you've got, mate, and... the house...

- [insects chirping]
- [sighs]

[door opens]

- [Da] Hey.
- What happened?

Oh, just some busybody.

What did he want?

Nothing. He's gone now.

Why don't you get some sleep?
Can finish the film tomorrow.

Okay.

- Love you, possum.
- Love you.

[Ma] Night night.

[tense music building]

♪ "Come, little leaves"
Said the wind one day ♪

♪ "Come over meadows with me
And play ♪

♪ Put on your dresses of red and gold ♪

♪ For summer is gone
And the days grow cold" ♪

♪ Dancing and whirling
The little leaves went ♪

♪ Winter had called them
And they were content ♪

♪ Soon, fast asleep
In their earthy beds ♪

♪ The snow laid a coverlid ♪

♪ Over their heads ♪

[Isabel] Thank you both for coming in.

So, we got the preliminary
forensics report back this morning

and there's no easy way to say this.

- It seems there's evidence of trauma...
- [breathes shakily]

...to the victim's neck,
consistent with strangulation.

That means this is now officially
a homicide investigation.

Of course, there's still a lot of
forensics work that needs to get done.

We're trying to organize
a vigil for our little girl.

Of course, I... I understand.

When can we have her back?

I can't release the body
until we've confirmed ID

and Forensics have signed off.

You just tell us? How long? Just tell us.

[Isabel] Four to six weeks.

[scoffs]

[Isabel] One more thing, uh...

[inhales deeply]

We are gonna need a DNA sample
from you, Debbie,

to test against, if you don't mind.

Now?

If you can, that would be good.

I've got it all set up just outside.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay.

Uh, actually, Ian, do you mind staying?

I organized for Bill to come and sit
with you while I give the sample.

Uh...

- [door opens, closes]
- So I was looking at the files

from the original investigation

and I saw your son's statement
regarding a door knock?

No, that's a dead end.

Well, as I understand it,
Dean was babysitting

- on the night of the kidnapping.
- Yes.

Someone knocked on the door,
said he had the wrong house,

then left again?

Yes, but Dean was distracted.
He never got a good look at the guy.

Still, seems likely
whoever knocked on the door

was casing the house and might have
something to do with the kidnapping.

So you want to re-interview Dean?

Just get him to give me a ring.

Okay?

Okay.

[whinnies]

[friend] I guess you've heard about
this vigil for Mags?

Deb's asked me if I'd help out.

- Oh, yeah?
- So I'll be there.

She thinks it could be like a fresh start.

It's not about fresh fucking starts,
Donnie, it's about...

I don't wanna have to deal with
a pack of strangers

who are pretending to care about a kid
that they have never met.

Oh, well, that's pretty fucking cynical.

Well, that's probably
why you love me, isn't it?

Well, it is a little bit,

but I mean, it-it's about
a community getting around you.

It's about support. It's about letting go...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...and saying goodbye.

Yeah, yeah, I know all the things.

- Maybe it would be good...
- Yeah.

...for you to go, for you.

Would it?

Well, it might not hurt.
It might be a good way to release.

- It'll hurt, mate.
- It might be a good way

- to say good--
- Donnie.

It will hurt.

It's gonna hurt.

[Donnie] And what about the program?
Back on?

[Ian] Yeah, 36 hours sober.
Well, 37 actually, not that I'm counting.

I don't want to sound like
a broken record, mate, but you can't...

- I know.
- You know, you gotta do the steps.

- You can't just rough it out day by day.
- I know, mate. I know.

- I know.
- Right? You know where that ends.

[Ian] Fuck's sake.

I'll talk to you later.

- Ian.
- [car door opens]

[car door closes]

[melancholy music playing]

[sighs]

[playing "Waltz in B minor,
Op. 69, No. 2"]

[discordant notes play]

Far out. Every time.

I wish I could help you, my love,
but you're already so much better than me.

[clock ticking]

Could I finish up now?

Okay, well, do you want to carry on
with your painting?

Da said there's more rain coming,
so maybe I'd better check the yard

and make sure everything's secure.

All right.

You are good.

I am good.

- Love you, Ma.
- Oh. Love you.

[gentle music playing]

- [birdsong]
- [insects buzzing]

Starting to think you weren't coming.

A man came to our gate last night
and he offered my father drinks.

Oh, yeah, that would have been Dad.

He said he was gonna say hi
to the new neighbors.

You didn't tell him that
you've been around here though, right?

No. Why would I?

Just promise me you won't tell, okay?

No, I won't. But what's the big deal?

Promise me, okay?

I won't.

Look, I got a new one.

Vulpes vulpes.

It's a fox.

You're so weird.

What's that thing, like, in your ear?

Hmm?

Here.

It's music. Wanna listen?

Uh. Just put it in here.

- ["Downfall" playing through earphones]
- And just listen.

How do they make their voices
sound like that?

I don't know.
It'd be special effects, I guess.

[thunder rumbling]

[music stops]

I have to go. Right now.

Uh, I can come Thursday?

- I have to go, so do you.
- Uh.

- I-I'll come Thursday then.
- [pants]

[tense music playing]

[pants]

- [rain pattering]
- [wind whistling]

[Ma] Sarah!

Sarah!

Sarah!

- Where have you been? Get inside!
- I'm sorry. I was up the property.

- [thunder rumbling]
- [metal clanging]

[pants]

I'm sorry, it's just you gave me a scare,
that's all.

I was hiding under a tree.
I thought it would stop and it didn't.

You two look like you've had
a dip in the dam.

Come in. Get warm.

- [Da yells]
- [Ma gasps, laughs]

[Sarah chuckles]

Looks like the shaft's come adrift.
Bolt's missing.

Probably the storm. Just use some of this.

Here you go, possum.

- Yeah.
- It's stuck.

- Just feed it through the bolt hole.
- I can't get it.

- Yeah, Da, I know how to do it.
- Well, do it.

- Twist it round.
- I know how.

- [Da] Use your wrists.
- I am.

- Twist it off.
- Yep.

Okay, got it.

I think people have moved into
that empty farm behind us.

What makes you say that?

The other night, I saw lights down there.

And that man who came to our gate.

Don't you worry about him.

You just make sure you steer clear of
that end of the property

until I tell you different, all right?

Possum?

Okay, possum?

They aren't all bad, are they?
People outside?

No, not all bad.

But the outside world is a bad place,
and a godless place.

It doesn't seem bad. You go out there.

Your father has to go to work,
so we can be together.

We can live the way we want to.

I'm glad that you do that for us.

I'm glad you can see that.

I love you, possum.

Well, that's a good day's work.

- [tools clattering]
- [gasps]

[footsteps ascending stairs]

[friend grunting]

[trapdoor creaks open]

[grunts, sighs]

Hey.

Maybe you better stop coming here.

Why? What did I do?

Nothing.

I just... I just think it'd be better.

I was gonna give you this.

What is it?

So you can listen to music.

I put a bunch of different stuff on there.

I can play all of these songs?

Mm-hmm.

But if you come to my place,
then I can add whatever you like.

I can't leave the farm.

I never have.

What? No way.

We're people of faith.

And the outside world
hates people of faith.

If they knew I was here,
the government would come

and they would force me
to go to one of their schools,

and if my parents didn't agree,
they'd take me away.

That's why you can't tell about me.

So...

you're like a prisoner.

Of course I'm not a prisoner.

I stay here because I want to.

[pensive music playing]

- [officer] Ian, Ian, Ian, Ian...
- There you go, mate.

- Just here to see Bill.
- It's an official crime scene.

- You know I can't let you in.
- I know. I've been there.

- I'm here to see Bill.
- Ant, let him through.

[Ant] Ah, come through.

- What? What's up?
- This photo? What is this?

This Deb's idea or is this yours?

Oh, she-she asked me to choose something
and I thought that was appropriate.

Oh, appropriate, is it?

Because they're putting it up
all over town.

I'm seeing it on my windshield.
I'm seeing it on power poles. It's--

That's the point. We're trying to
spread the word about the vigil.

So it's a good idea, is it?

'Cause you've got
how many sightseers here?

If you keep publicizing
this fantastic event,

this is only going to get worse, isn't it?

All right. Okay, look,
they're on the street

and we've got the crime scene secure,
so everything's okay.

What if there's evidence up here?

Pena's happy for people
to stomp all over that, is she?

This road was built eight years ago
after the body was buried,

- so any evidence--
- The body?

Any evidence would have
been uncovered by the roadworks.

What was here before the road was put in?

I don't know,
just a shitload of nothing, I guess.

This was nothing?

- Nothing.
- There was nothing here?

- Could I look down there for a sec?
- You know I can't--

For one minute, Bill, for one minute.

I'm not gonna touch anything, please.

Okay, one minute. One minute.

- [Ant] Want me to go with him?
- It's fine, it's fine.

[dramatic music playing]

[knocks on door]

- Hey, we need to talk.
- Hey.

Uh, sure.

Uh, Sam.

- Um.
- [Sam] Yo.

Dad, Ian, this is my boyfriend, Sam.

Hello. Pleasure to meet you, Ian.

- Good to meet you.
- Yeah.

Could we talk for a minute alone?
Is that okay?

Sorry, mate, it's urgent.

Do you mind, Sam?

Oh, yeah. Uh,

- go ahead and I'll start unpacking.
- Thank you.

I'm sorry.

- What was that?
- What?

No, uh... "Hey, Sam, how are you?
How was the trip down?

- I'm sorry.
- What do you do for work?

- How'd you meet my son?"
- I'm-I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- But this is important.
- That was important.

Yes, but this is actually important

'cause I'm talking about
the night Mags was taken.

The man, okay?

Now I know at the time you couldn't
give a good description of him.

Because I was smoking weed.

- It's not about that, Dean. I'm not--
- Hey, Sam. Do you want a cup of tea?

- I was wrong to blame you, okay?
- [Sam] Yeah, I'd love one, babe.

It wasn't your fault. I'm sorry.

- I've said sorry a thousand times.
- Get to the point.

What I'm asking you is
if you saw this man, even now,

would you recognize him?

Maybe. But how the fuck's
that gonna happen?

[pensive music playing]

I'm just trying to tell you that
I think that this guy is local.

That's not what the police said.

No, but back then that road... [stammers]

...that leads to where Mags's body
was found, it didn't exist.

S-So the killer would have had
to carry her body in there on foot.

- Right.
- Right.

So it's very unlikely that
anyone other than a local

would have found their way in there,
not carrying a body.

It happened 11 years ago, Dad.

It-It was 11 years ago, but these...

these people who do this kind of shit,
these child killers,

they get a thrill out of it and they try
and relive that thrill whenever they can,

whenever they get a chance.

So you're talking about the vigil.

Yes.

If he lives here,
I'm betting he will be there.

What do you need me to do?

- [pigs snorting]
- [people chattering]

[worker] You have to try them.
Thank you so much.

- One second.
- Yeah.

Hi. Hi, can I get you something?

Sorry, no, I'm, uh... Jenna.
I do the preserves.

I've got another batch,
that's if you want them. [chuckles]

Are you kidding?
The last batch sold like hot cakes.

So we must owe you money actually, right?

- Um... So Jenna, okay.
- Yeah.

Do you want cash?

- I normally deal with Imogen.
- Yeah, that's okay.

- [Imogen] Jenna. Hi. Hi.
- Oh. Hi.

Cel, can I get you to pop this out
on the shelves for me?

- Sure.
- Thanks. Ooh.

You got some more
of your preserves for us.

Okay, so the payment,
you'll take it out in kind,

- like usual?
- Oh, yes.

Could I get, um, the chicken feed,
the mealworms?

Sure, I'll-I'll just tally it up.

- Thank you.
- [Imogen] Uh. Sorry.

- Sorry.
- [Imogen] That's okay.

You don't mind if, uh...
I leave a few of these here?

[Imogen] Uh, sure thing.

- Please, go ahead. [sighs]
- [local] Great.

God, if I even think about this business,
I feel sick.

[Jenna] What's that?

You didn't hear?

They finally found her.
[sighs] It's so tragic.

Righto, the, uh...

[tense music playing]

Jenna?

Jenna, you okay?

[breathing heavily]

Jenna?

Yeah, it...

It's just very... it's very sad, isn't it?

- [Imogen] Yeah.
- It's not fair. Yeah, s-sorry.

[Imogen] No, it's okay.

[vehicle approaching]

[alarm beeping]

[engine turns off]

- [car door closes]
- You're out early.

- Um, I... I just went over to the co-op.
- [Da] Well, I told you I'd do that.

Is everything all right?

Did you hear about this?

Uh... I hadn't heard about a "vigil,"

but I heard about the, um...

But I did hear about the...

- But you heard about the girl.
- Yeah, I'm sorry I didn't tell you,

but I didn't want to upset you.

- I'm sorry.
- It's just... It's all right.

It's just...
It's really upsetting, isn't it,

that, you know,
something like that happens?

Yeah. Hey, hey, hey. You all right?

- Hey. Hey.
- Sorry, it's...

- I think I need to go and lie down.
- Let's get you inside.

[Jenna] Yeah.

- Have a nice cup of tea or something.
- Yeah.

[sighing, muttering]

- [Jenna] Hey.
- [Da] You okay?

[Jenna] Yeah.

[Da sighs]

- You have a little rest and I'll...
- Okay.

I'll be back in a jiffy, hey?

- [Jenna] Yeah. Mm-hmm.
- All right?

[Da sighs]

Oh, hi.

Hi, what's happening?

Isn't it time you started your chores?

I'm about to, but is Ma okay?

She's fine.
Yeah, she's got a migraine coming on.

Why don't you go make her a tea with...
with some honey in it? That always helps.

- Okay.
- Okay.

[melancholy music playing]

[friend] Sarah.

Hey.

- Hey.
- You okay?

[music fades]

Do you know what these numbers mean?

What is this?

Just tell me.

Um... [sighs]

Map coordinates.

You know how phones
have a maps app, right?

If you don't have an address,
then you can put in coordinates instead.

Like this.

So, those numbers would take us
somewhere on a map?

[friend] It's 40 minutes from here.

Do you wanna check it out?

We-We can go check it out.

I should go back to the house.

Why?

It's only 40 minutes.

We can go check it out.

I'm sorry. I can't. I can't.

- [papers rustling]
- [pen scribbling]

I can't stop thinking about
that poor family.

Huh?

I think we should go to the vigil.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

[piano playing "Waltz in B minor,
Op. 69, No. 2"]

[Jenna] I know
we don't usually see people from town.

But I... I just think... [stammers]
...we should go and show our support.

Jenna...

we can't go to that ceremony.

- [engine sputtering]
- [brakes creaking]

[alarm beeping]

[Sarah] Da?

[grunts] It's just Uncle Don.

Hello, you.

[Sarah] Uncle Don.

- I missed you.
- Missed you.

- Oh, that is such a good hug.
- [chuckles]

You're so big.

- [chuckles]
- Look at you.

- Look, I've been thinking about you.
- Mmm.

And I heard that it was your birthday.

Yeah.

Well, check it out. What's that?

[stammers] What?

Put it to your ear.

Can you hear the ocean?

Yeah.

Hey, Donald.

- [Sarah] Da.
- Hello.

[Da] Beautiful.

What's happening?

I just thought I'd, um...
bring a birthday gift.

Uh... Give me a look.

Oh. It's just a few odds and ends.

Oh. No child of mine
is gonna be wearing face makeup.

Da, it's... it's a present.

Sarah.

Why don't you go and unpack the ute
for a bit?

I gotta talk to my brother.

Thank you.

I'll see you, chook.

[chuckles]

[Da] She's growing up.

You said... [sighs]

You said at the police station...
You said that we should catch up.

Yeah, I didn't mean whenever you want.

[sighs] Okay, fair enough.

- I guess I should have called.
- Yeah, you should have called.

There you go.

Henry, what do I have to do?

[scoffs]

No, honestly.

I... [stammers]
I just wanna be part of the family.

We want that too.
But today's not a good day. Jenna's sick.

- What's wrong?
- She's got a migraine.

She gets them. I'll give you
a call though. All right? I'll call you.

Don, hey.

- Hello, you.
- Hey. [chuckles]

- You all right?
- Oh. So-so, you know.

- Do you need a doctor?
- [Jenna] No. Of course not.

- Just a terrible headache.
- Okay.

Yeah, but I'll... I'll live. [chuckles]

Um... I got you something.

Just a little thing.

- [chuckling] Oh.
- That's nice, isn't it?

Aw, it's lovely. Thank you. Thank you.

We'd, um... Well, we'd invite you in, but...

- It's fine.
- You know. [chuckles]

- It's fine.
- I'll give you a bell.

- We'll get something in the diary.
- I'll see you soon.

- Absolutely.
- Thank you.

[Henry] Thanks, Donnie.

[sighs]

[sighs]

- [Henry] Thank you...
- [Jenna] Mmm?

...for getting rid of him.

It's gonna be all right.

Is it really?

Of course.

Mmm?

I, um... [clears throats]

I found some of my medicine
from last time.

Oh. You know
I don't believe in that stuff, Jen.

Yeah, but it's all right for you.

You know, you're always so certain
about everything.

I just feel lost. [breathes shakily]

Maybe you could...

- Maybe you could have a little bit.
- [breathes shakily]

'Cause I was thinking

I might go to that vigil on my own
and represent the family.

That way you can stay here and rest.

When I come back,
I can tell you all about it.

[Jenna] Mmm.

I'm gonna protect us.

No matter what happens.

I'm gonna protect this family.

Yeah. [breathes shakily]

Mmm.

[kisses]

[Jenna grunts]

- We're okay.
- [grunts]

[cries]

Okay.

[Ian] So, Deano, you're gonna hand out
candles to everyone, all right?

There's gonna be a lot of people
here tonight probably,

so you're gonna
have to be methodical, okay?

Make sure you see everybody's face,

as many people as you can
to see if it triggers anything.

Make sure you look in their eyes.

And if I do recognize him?

I'm gonna be down there on the side.
I'm not gonna be far from you, all right?

So if you recognize him,
just give me a look, I'll be there.

This is really, really important,
Dean, okay?

I'm trusting you.

Tonight, I need you to use your judgment--

Yeah, I've already said I'm gonna do it,
so I don't need the pep talk.

Here you go. Take those ones.
You all right?

- Yeah.
- Just put them together in the tent.

- [Dean] Sure.
- [Isabel] Ian.

- [Ian] What are you doing here?
- You got a minute?

- Yeah.
- Um... I just heard back about the, um...

the DNA tests that we had done.

We had them fast-tracked and, um...
the results...

The results came back negative.

They don't match your daughter.

No, no, that's gotta, um...

- That's a mistake. That's a mistake.
- No, Ian.

No, they triple-checked it.
At this stage, the body is a Jane Doe.

[stammers] Those pajamas...
They were Maggie's pajamas.

Exactly, so we are working
with the assumption

that Maggie and the murdered girl were
potentially taken by the same perpetrator.

And look, we are widening the search
around the forest area.

Potentially, we'll find some more bodies.

Look, I'm sorry.
I know the timing's not great,

but you might wanna shut all this down.

Who else knows about this?

Just you and me.

Okay, can we keep it like that? I just...

I wanna tell Deb this myself.
Is that okay?

- Yeah, sure. Of course. Makes sense.
- Okay.

Um... I've got to head back to forensics.

I'll be back in town tonight
if you wanna chat.

- Okay.
- [Isabel] I'm sorry, Ian.

[tense music playing]

[footsteps descending stairs]

Possum, I have to go out.
I have a late cleaning job.

And Ma?

She's taken some medicine
for her migraine,

which means she might be asleep
for a little while.

Last time Ma had a migraine,
wasn't anything like this.

Yeah, this is a bit of a bad one.
It really hurts.

I'm gonna be late, so you'll have
to fix your own dinner, okay? So...

Can you lock up for me,
and I'll see you in the morning, okay?

Da...

Yeah?

You asked me to unload the ute, remember?

Yeah.

Why would you do that
if you have to go out again?

Because this is a different cleaning job.
They provide their own equipment here.

- I love you.
- Love you.

[pensive music playing]

[lock clicks]

[car door opens, closes]

[door creaks open]

[Sarah whispering] Ma?

I love you, Ma.

I'm sorry.

[music continues]

Thank you.

Excuse me, did you want a candle?

Thank you, mate.

- Hey.
- Hey, hey.

[both sigh]

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Thanks for being here. I know that...
- Yeah.

...public displays of emotion
aren't really your thing.

Mm-mmm.

But I'm really thankful that you are here.

Yeah, thanks.

[Dean] Uh, I've got some candles.
Would you guys... guys have a...

- Thank you. Yeah, thanks.
- [Dean] Great. Sweet.

- Did you want a candle?
- Yes, please.

Hey, did you guys need candles?

- [neighbor] Go inside and do the dishes...
- No, no. No, just take me.

- ...like a good little boy.
- That's your job, mate.

- Please, you can just take me there.
- [engine revving]

And I'll leave you alone,
and then you can do whatever you want.

Oh, my God!
You're a bloody legend, aren't you, mate?

Geez, he's the family favorite, isn't he?

[Sarah] Tommy.

[Tommy] Huh. You left the farm.

I wanna go to that place on the map,
like you said.

Uh... Yeah, I can take you, but not now.

It has to be now.

My brother's mate is chucking a party
in town, and I'm going.

Tommy, this is more important
than a party.

Please?

How's this? You come to the party with me,

and then I'll take you to your map place
straight after.

My Da went out, but I don't know
how long he'll be gone.

We don't have to be there long.
Just check it out.

Okay.

All right, you stay here.

There you go. Choose your weapon.

Are we going on that?

Yeah, it's my brother's,
but I ride it all the time.

Here.

All right, um...

All right.

So...

Get over and then put your feet
on the pegs.

[gentle music playing]

[engine revs]

[car horns honking]

[partygoers cheering, laughing]

Whoa, whoa! G'day, girls. [chuckles]

[electronic music playing]

[cheering]

[exhales deeply] Here you go.

What's in it?

Champagne.

That's disgusting.

Yeah, and it's-it's empty.
Yeah, I'll see if I can nab us something.

Uh, stay here. I'll only be two seconds.

[electronic music playing]

[friends cheering] Tommy! Hey!

I'm Damo.

- I'm Sarah.
- Are you with Tommy?

Yeah, he brought me here.

No, like, is Tommy your boyfriend?

- [chuckling] No.
- All right. Do you wanna drink?

Yeah, sure.

All right, well, it's, uh,
whiskey and cherry cola.

I haven't had whiskey or cherry cola.

Let's fix that.

This is really good.

- Go on, mate. Go on. Yeah, yeah!
- [cheering]

They talk about the stages of grief.

But for me,
there was just an avalanche of pain.

But in the end,
it did settle down into one thing.

Uncertainty.

- Hey. Did you want a candle?
- All the terrible, terrible things

- you imagine when you just don't know.
- Thank you.

Haunting me.

Maybe not every minute...

[Dean] Thanks for coming.

...but every day of my life.

Excuse me, sir. Did you want one?

And now instead of the horrifying,
imagined possibilities...

[tense music playing]

...I hope that we can remember Maggie
as she was.

- Excuse me, sir. Did you want one?
- [Deb] The beautiful...

beautiful, happy...

[Dean speaking indistinctly]

...quirky,

loving child who was
taken from us much too soon.

[tense music building]

Finally, she's back.

At least her memory is. And...

And for you... [stammers]
We're so grateful for you.

Thank you.

[applause]

[coordinator] Thank you,
Deborah and Ian. Thank you.

- And thank you, everybody, for coming.
- You okay?

- That was great.
- You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.
Where's Dean? I'm looking for Dean.

Uh... Just getting candles up
by the, uh... tent.

Deb, hi. Sorry, I thought... I thought
you might have, um... called it off.

- I can find him.
- Um... Oh, fuck.

Did Ian not tell you?

- Tell me what?
- Hey, hey. Um...

Tell me what?

We got the results from the DNA tests,

and it's not Maggie.

- Oh, my God!
- We don't know who it is, but it's...

- [gasps]
- I-I stopped by earlier.

So... [exhales deeply]

- Maggie could still be alive? Jesus!
- Oh, well, it's not that simple.

We-We don't know that.

You let me get up there
in front of all those people?

You wanna know what I'm doing?
I'm trying to catch the fucking guy

- who could be here tonight.
- What?

'Cause there's every chance
he's a local and he's here tonight.

- That's what I'm telling you.
- Oh.

- Deb, listen to me. Will you listen--
- Listen to you?

- Yes.
- [scoffs]

I've listened to you for...
[chuckling] ...11 fucking years.

- Drunk, sober.
- Deb.

[crying]

- I'm so fucking sick of listening to you.
- Deb.

Deb. I-I'm...

Ian, no. Just-Just, no.

- [Deb continues crying]
- [Bill] Deb. Deb.

Deb.

[Deb crying]

- [Dean chattering]
- Dean. Dean.

Dean. What're you doing?

- What do you mean what am I doing?
- What're you doing?

- There's so many people still here.
- It's over, Dad.

It's not over, Dean. There are so many...
Listen to me.

There are so many people here
without candles.

Exactly. There are so many people here.

- Do you think I'll just give everyone--
- Do you understand

what tonight was about? I-I thought
I made it pretty fucking clear to you.

I said, "Use your judgment."
I said, "Use your discretion."

So it's my fault?

It's not your fault, Dean. It's not
about fault, mate. This is our fucking--

Dad, I tried my best, okay?
But it wasn't gonna fucking work.

Sam, come on. Let's go.

[tense music playing]

[sighs]

[people chattering]

- [Ian] Hey.
- Hey.

- [Ian] Hey.
- Thought you were at the vigil.

[Ian] It's over.

Okay.

So...

So, you're short-staffed.

Here I am, I'm staff.

Uh... Sorry. I'm not sure what's happening.

Ian, why don't you just go home?

Be with your family.

Yeah, if I... if I go home now, uh...

I'm gonna drink

and, uh... I'm not gonna stop
for three days.

Yeah?

Yeah.

- I'll get you a coffee.
- Thanks.

[pensive music playing]

[Ian] You've called Triple Zero.

Can I have your address
and the nature of your emergency, please?

[caller] I just got home
and my place is trashed.

Uh, I think someone's broken in.

I'm-I'm sorry. I feel stupid,
but it's just... it's really scared me.

No, don't-don't feel silly for calling.
I'm-I'm glad that you called in.

You're feeling safe now, that's good.

- [electronic music thumping]
- [partygoers cheering]

The music was going right through my body.

[chuckles] You like that?

[chuckling]

You've got beautiful eyes.

Come into the light. Let me see yours.

What do you reckon? Blue or green?

Mmm. Green.

Yep. [chuckles]

[door opens]

- [Charlie] Hey.
- Charlie.

Damo and... [stammers]

[laughing]

You are naughty, mate. You are naughty.

Guess I'll just, uh...
leave you two lovebirds to it then, hey?

Fuck off. [chuckles]

- [chuckles]
- [door closes]

[electronic music playing, muffled]

[ominous music playing]

[breathing heavily]

[Damo] Yeah, that shit's crazy.

Some girl got kidnapped back in the day.

Mags. [breathes heavily]

Yeah, that's why this party's on.

All the olds are off... [chuckles]
...having a cry.

I've seen that name.

[Sarah breathing heavily]

You okay?

[breathing shakily]

[Damo] Hey.

Hey.

You all right?
What are you so upset about?

I don't... I don't know. I just...

- [kisses]
- [whimpers]

Hey.

[kisses]

[kisses]

- Get-- Get off.
- [groaning]

- [groans]
- [Sarah breathes shakily, gasps]

I'm sorry.

- I didn't do anything.
- I need Tommy. I need to go.

I-I need Tommy.

Wait, I didn't do anything.

[groans]

[electronic music playing]

[whispers] Tommy.

Tommy.

Tommy. Where are you?

[breathing shakily] Tommy.

[people shouting indistinctly]

[tires screeching]

- [breathes shakily]
- [driver] Get out the fucking road!

- [motorbike engine revving]
- [Damo] Sarah!

Sarah!

[tense music playing]

- Sarah!
- [breathing shakily]

[Damo] Sarah!

- [Sarah] Mags.
- [Jenna] Sarah!

[people shouting indistinctly]

[breathing shakily]

[tense music continues]

[music fades]

- [crying]
- [line ringing]

[sniffles]

[alert chimes]

You've called Triple Zero.
Can I have your address

- and the nature of your emergency?
- The sign.

It said to call this number for help,
and so I called it.

It's okay. Breathe. Breathe. It's okay.
You've done the right thing.

If there's an emergency,
you've done the right thing, all right?

It is an emergency. I went to a party,

and now I'm lost and I'm sick and I don't
know how I'm gonna get home again.

Okay. Well, you know what?

The good news is you're not lost anymore,
okay? Because I can see your location.

- You can see me?
- [Ian] That's right.

You're in a phone booth in Port McKenna,
aren't you?

- I can see you.
- How can you see me?

Well, I've got you on my screen here,
and you're not so far from where I am.

- But...
- What's your name?

- Can you tell me your name?
- Wait. Who are you?

Well, my name is Ian, and I work
for the Triple Zero Emergency Service.

Now you tell me, what's your name?

- Can you tell me your name?
- Sarah.

- Sarah.
- Sarah.

Maybe it's Mags. I don't know.
I can't remember.

[crying]

- Did you say Mags?
- [Sarah crying]

- Can you say again, please?
- I don't know.

- Can you say again?
- I don't know. I don't know.

Maybe it's Mags. [cries]

Maggie.

- Did you say Maggie?
- I can't remember anything.

- [cries]
- Maggie, is it you?

[crying]

[Ian] Maggie, is it you?

Maggie, it's Dad. It's Dad.

Maggie, stay there, please.

Stay right there, okay?
I'm coming for you. It's Dad, I'm coming.

Lydia, keep line 12 open

- and monitored no matter what.
- Okay.

[tense music building]

[engine starts]

[tires squealing]

[engine revving]

Mags! Maggie!

Maggie!

[tense music continues]

Mags!

Maggie!

Maggie!

[panting]

[morose music playing]