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[Andie] There's just so much country out there, Sam.

I just feel really lost.

[slow mysterious music]

I'm way out of my depth.

[sirens wailing]

[slow mysterious music continues]

[man] So you reckon this Artemis is an illegal adoption scheme?

[Andie] Going all the way back to the '70s.

[man] And this guy, Novak,

he must've had access to the parents

who'd been rejected for adoption, right?

[Andie] And who were desperate and rich enough to pay the big bucks.

- I wish I knew more about... - What, being a blackfella?

- Who's your mob? - I don't know.

[Andie] And she said, "If you don't know who your mob are,

"you don't know who you are."

[man on phone] The Masons have got Helen and your daughter.

What?

I spent my whole life trying to protect you!

Don't blame me for what the old man did.

You let him fuck me up so he wouldn't come after you.

[tense music builds]

[Kirra screams]

[Nash] Liam!

You killed Novak and Jean Grierson.

I just wanted to know what they'd done with Deb's baby.

I brought you up here so I could get to know you.

- Deb? - She was your mother.

What the hell am I gonna do, Sam?

[birdsong]

[haunting vocalisations]

[eerie ambient music]

[motor thrumming]

[distant wooden clunking]

[clunking continues]

[calling out] Hello there!

Hello?

[boat creaking and clunking]

[murmurs] Jesus...

[creaking continues]

Hello?

[tense music builds]

[music fades]

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing rapidly]

[buzzing stops]

[sighs softly]

- [gentle ambient music] - [birdsong]

[exhales]

- Morning, Sarge. - Stella.

Any idea who owns it?

Rental. Goulburn River Houseboat Hire. No-one's picking up.

- Okay. Benalla CI? - On the way.

There's a lot of blood, Sarge. Like, a lot.

Hate to see what you'd be like with bodies.

- I'm fine with bodies. - Let me guess...

No bodies.

.223 in the cabin. Strong smell of cordite.

Okay. Keep trying the hire company.

Why didn't you answer?

I called you first.

[flatly] Must've missed it.

[car door opening]

Glenn, hey.

Sergeant. Another one of your "quiet mornings", is it?

What disaster awaits me today?

Enough blood to make my constable queasy.

Yeah, right. So you haven't been on board yet?

- Nah. - Well, let's rectify that situation.

What's Dyson doin' here?

[Andie] He found the boat adrift out fishin' this morning.

Right. Well, get his statement, then get rid of the prick.

[water lapping]

Brain matter, brain matter.

And then a second pattern, different angle.

Yeah, at least two victims.

Gonna have to get some divers in, Sergeant.

- [Andie] Mm.

- [Stella] There's something in the rope!

Hey? Come on, muscles.

[Stella] Oh, it's heavy.

[straining] Oh, God. It's a body, it's a body, it's a body.

[Glenn] Okay, let's get him out.

[Stella] Push him down. Three, two, one!

[Stella straining]

[Glenn] Alright, you're gonna have to spin him over.

- [Reza] Yep. - [Stella] Okay, got him, got him.

You know him.

That's Tom.

It's my brother.

[sombre haunting music]

[sombre haunting music continues]

[camera beeps and clicks]

[Reza] Alright, unless you got info, move it back, please.

- Move it back. Come on. - [officers chattering lowly]

[Glenn] Okay.

You too, Finn.

Any luck?

No. I tried calling his daughter Emily in Melbourne, but I got her voicemail.

So you had no idea your brother was on a houseboat?

No.

We'll, uh, call in another detective to take over...

There's no need for that, Whitford.

Just got off the phone with the hire company.

Tom booked it last Monday with his wife Sarah.

Christ.

Gonna have to get to Boorolite, check this out.

- Glenn, someone else can do that. - Nah, nah, nah, it's all good.

I know you want to run this. I'd want the same.

But you've got to take a step back here

and let someone else take the lead on this.

Alright.

[Stella] Poor guy.

Yeah.

[poignant music]

[Andie] Copy that. We'll set up a command post at the station.

Okay. Thanks, Joe.

[receiver clacks]

[sighs]

Just spoke with the assistant commissioner.

- You running point? - Mm.

[Glenn grunts]

- You want a cuppa? - Nah.

Thanks.

I gotta get down to Melbourne and ID the body.

Have you spoken to their daughter yet?

Gonna go and see her after.

[Andie] Mm.

The .223's registered to Tom.

Means he brought it onto the boat.

Tells me he was either afraid of something

or something might've happened.

No, they...

they were solid.

Don't go twisting this into something domestic.

You keep me in the loop?

Of course.

Yeah.

When was that?

[Stella] Statement's done.

[Reza] Sarge, that was one of Emily Gilmour's workmates.

He said she came up to the weir yesterday

to spend time with her folks.

Is he sure about that?

She's not at work today.

Can you catch Glenn, let him know?

Tell him I need recent photos of Sarah and Emily.

[phone keypad clicking]

Sam!

Oh, now you're talking to me?

What's the deal with you and Glenn Gilmour?

Watch yourself with him, Andie.

Alright, about 20 years back,

this bikie meth lab near Kevington,

Glenn led the raid.

Some of the cash didn't make it into evidence.

And you think Glenn took it?

[scoffs] I don't think. I know.

I reported it.

ESD cleared him.

My word against his.

Mm. Well, at least no-one died.

Hey, why don't you pop over for dinner this week?

[Andie sighs]

[woman in distance] Okay, see you.

[melancholy music]

[faint indistinct chatter]

[carer] Just a little bit. No?

A little more? Okay.

Let's try something else.

[carer speaking indistinctly]

[door opening]

[microwave beeps]

[microwave whirring]

[message tone blips]

[melancholy music continues]

[music darkens]

- [birdsong] - [horses neighing]

[horse snickering]

Morning, Owen.

- You heading out? - Craig's Hut.

Some flash Melbourne mob want the full High Country experience.

It has to be "Instaworthy". [chuckles]

Ah, give 'em till midday and they'll be begging for Wi-Fi.

The big fella's gettin' soft.

You gonna take him out for a run sometime or what?

You could use it too, you know?

Yeah, well, I just need another day in the week.

Wildflowers everywhere up there, mountain peppers, Billy buttons...

You don't wanna miss it. Next hot wind, it'll all be gone.

Some other time.

- [phone buzzing] - Oh, excuse me.

Morning, Stella.

[Stella] Sarge, we've got a match on a set of prints from the houseboat.

Who?

[mysterious music]

[metal clinking]

[sighs]

Hey, Andie!

- What are you doin' here? - Work.

Mr Hamilton!

Sergeant.

We need to speak with one of your employees - Jax Mason.

[exhales] Oh, he'll be somewhere down the quarry. He's priming a blast.

Can you bring him up here?

It's important.

I'll need a private room for questioning.

Sure.

[Stella] Mitch Hamilton.

He was a bit of a local legend till he stuffed his knee.

- A heartbreaker? - God, he wishes.

- [knocking] - [Andie] Come in, Mr Mason.

We got it. Thanks, Mr Hamilton.

[Andie] Take a seat.

[exhales sharply]

How long you been working here?

Couple of months.

What brought you back to Brokenridge?

You heard about the Gilmours?

The sergeant asked you a question, Mr Mason.

Yeah, I heard.

You know 'em?

Can you explain to me why your fingerprints

were all over their houseboat?

I was on there.

- [Andie] When? - A couple of days ago.

Ran into Tom in the pub.

Pipe on the boat sprang a leak.

He couldn't be arsed waitin' for the hire crowd.

And he just asked you to fix it out of the blue?

I've done work for him before.

- [Andie] What kind? - Fixin' shit.

"Fixin' shit"?

Priors for aggravated burglary,

break and enter, unlawful imprisonment.

"Fixin' shit" just doesn't quite cover it.

Handyman stuff.

Any proof you were there being a "handyman"?

[lowers voice] Can I ask you a question?

You proud...

..killin' my boy Liam?

[slow uneasy music]

We done?

For now.

[door thuds]

[frogs cricking]

- [officer] Come on in. - [Andie] Thanks.

[Stella] Always wanted a houseboat.

[Andie] Not my idea of a holiday.

[Stella] You kidding?

Sunburn, esky full of pre-mix,

short crawl to throw up.

That's living the dream, Sarge.

If you don't mind the smell of bleach, this place might be going cheap.

- [scoffs] - Age before beauty.

Sarge.

[Andie] Story checks out.

Not exactly up to code.

Mason's down here working on that pipe, there's no way he misses that.

Might have to pay him another visit.

[uneasy music]

Yeah. Okay.

Thanks, Glenn.

According to Glenn Gilmour, his brother Tom ran a cash business

and he wouldn't have left money at home.

And Sarah would've taken her good jewellery with her.

How about you? Anything?

Bloke like Jax would have stashes all over the place.

[Andie] Yeah. Sarah could still be out there.

We'll coordinate a search of the surrounding bush.

It's not just money and jewellery we're lookin' for.

[Stella] Sarge.

Hope you got a warrant.

We knocked. No answer.

Put the pitchfork down, please.

[pitchfork thuds]

Not even a day out and you're already up my arse.

This isn't about you.

What's he done?

Your father's a person of interest in a homicide.

[sombre music]

[Helen] Coming!

[footsteps approaching]

- Hi. - Hey.

[Helen] Oh, come in.

I heard about the Gilmours.

My God, Andie!

- Did you know them? - Oh, not really.

They came into The Lodge for lunch every now and then.

- Look who's here. - [Kirra] Andie!

Hey, Ki. How you doin'?

[both exclaim fondly]

I've just made a coffee. Do you want some?

- Love one. - Wanna come see my progress?

[Andie] Mm-hm.

Wow. Kirra!

Huh!

Looks like we have another artist in the family.

I said the same. Not that it's all about me.

[Andie] Course not.

Where did you take these?

Out on the lake with Sam.

He's been showing me the best spots.

Oh, and Mum said that you don't want us doing anything for your birthday.

Oh, doubt it's my real birthday anyway.

Yeah, but we should still do something.

Well, it's still a few weeks away.

- We can talk about it later. - Okay.

There's something I need to tell you both first, hey?

Nash Mason has been released from prison.

- He's back in Brokenridge. - [Helen] What?

Have you seen him?

Mansfield cops will be watching him, same as us.

Twice weekly check-ins. One wrong move and he's back inside.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Um, how come he got out?

Good behaviour.

[scoffs lightly]

[phone pings]

[quietly] Okay.

- Gotta go. - Where?

Uh, see Ben. Bye.

- [Helen] Can I drive you? - Love you.

No. It's all good. I'm just going by the river.

[Helen] Love you.

- Alright. - I'll be back after dinner.

- You be safe. - [Kirra] Yep.

[Andie sighs]

- I guess she'll be fine. - Yeah.

[Andie sighs] Ay, ay, ay...

And you?

Uh, I got a bit goin' on.

Sure.

But, uh, shutting everyone out...

..isn't helping.

- Everyone? - Sam for one.

When was the last time you saw your mum?

She might not remember you,

but she loved you, she raised you.

I raised her.

Thanks for the coffee.

[Andie sighs]

[quietly] Anytime.

[door closes]

- [water trickling] - [mysterious music]

[birds calling]

Hey.

Hey.

- Saw your mum today at work. - Mm?

She was talking to, uh, Jax Mason about something.

Couldn't really overhear it.

It was probably about Nash.

He's back.

Nash?

He's out?

Why'd they let him out?

I don't know.

[Finn] Oi, Coop!

Hey, bro.

[Ben and Kirra] Hey, Finn.

- You right? - How are you?

Yeah, I'm alright.

When did you start that up again?

- I thought you quit. - It's only recent.

You, uh, still workin' at the caf?

Yeah.

Still unemployed?

No, actually.

Um... I got a job at the brewery.

- [Ben] At the brewery? Hey? - Yeah.

Free beers.

[Ben] Free beers.

You right, though, mate?

- Yeah. - [Ben] Yeah?

Yeah. [coughs]

Hey, we're gonna go and get some dinner. Do you wanna come with?

Maybe fish and chips?

Nah. Don't wanna intrude.

- [Ben] You sure? - I'm sure.

[Ben] Alright.

Bye, Finn.

Coop!

I'm gonna hit you tomorrow, alright?

Yeah, of course. Text me the time?

[Finn] Yeah.

[poignant music]

[music darkens]

[unsettling music rises]

[Andie gasps]

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing rapidly]

[magpies warbling]

What's wrong, Reza?

[insects chirping, birds cawing]

[sombre music]

[flies buzzing]

[sighs softly]

[car door opens and shuts]

[footsteps approaching]

[Glenn] Hey.

[Andie] She was found this morning.

Let's get it over with.

[flies buzzing]

Yeah. That's Sarah.

[footsteps receding]

[mutters] Fuck.

[vehicle approaching]

[indistinct agitated talking]

[arguing indistinctly]

[uneasy music builds]

[Jax] Yes!

[uneasy music continues]

[car door thuds]

Come on, mate. We'll be late. Get in the car.

[engine starting up]

[welder sparking]

[vehicle approaching]

- [Jax speaks indistinctly] - [Mitch] Hey, mate.

[car doors closing]

- [Jax] Nash, mate. - [Mitch] Nash.

[Nash] Nice to meet ya.

[Mitch] Alright, come on. Let's go.

- We'll get you kitted up. - [Nash] Yeah.

[uneasy music]

[Stella] So forensics are in.

Tom Gilmour had cocaine in his system.

And Viagra.

Time of death was between 1:00 and 3:00am.

Also, no prints were found on the rifle,

but ballistics confirm it is the murder weapon.

Anything on the daughter?

She hasn't used her phone.

No card activity. No social media log-ins.

You think she's in the water?

So far, only two types of blood on the houseboat -

Tom and Sarah's.

Sarge, there's a DPP lawyer on line two for you.

Uh, Diane Holt, something to do with the Artemis case.

Uh, thanks, Rez.

- Stella. - [Stella] Mmm.

Sergeant Andie Whitford.

[phone pings]

[men cheering and laughing boisterously]

- [man 1] Whose shout? - [man 2] Your shout!

[men continue chattering]

What's going on?

Just had a win, 20-to-1.

Horse race?

Yeah, syndicate with the boys.

Got a hot streak goin'. You want in?

I dunno. I don't really know much about it.

That's alright. We'll grab a beer after work and talk about it, eh?

What the fuck are you doing here?

My job.

[tense foreboding music]

[tense foreboding music continues]

[exhales slowly]

[Andie] Diane Holt from the DPP sent this to me today.

That's you walking out of Dr Patrick Haber's office

six months before he killed his family,

then himself, up here, in front of me.

For fuck's sake, Sam, why didn't you tell me about this?

- I didn't know. - That you were there?!

That they had me on camera.

What were you doing at Fairhaven?

I went looking for hospital records.

About you.

I didn't know that Haber was tangled up with Artemis back then.

What's this lawyer at the DPP saying?

She's wanting to know why you stayed silent when Haber disappeared.

She's building the prosecution's case against Claire Harris.

And this... this you cannot explain away.

Well... [stammers]

I don't know. I... I'll think of something.

What?!

It looks like you're hiding something.

She's sharp, Sam.

She'll think that you were involved and that I knew

and this could fuck us both!

Well, then... say that I lied to you!

I mean, keep yourself clear.

Is that your big plan? Fuckin' brilliant!

[gentle music]

[sighs]

I hoped...

..we might be a family.

[huffs]

I, um...

I know how much it's cost you, covering for me.

But...

I've been here.

I've given you time.

But you won't even talk to me!

Talk about what?

From where I'm sittin', I was trafficked,

raised by strangers,

lied to my whole life.

My mother wasn't my mother. My father wasn't my father.

And Helen? She slept with the woman behind the whole thing.

And you?

You lied until I caught you.

So don't you dare talk to me about family.

Have you kept anything from that visit to the hospital?

Oh, there might be some birth records.

Get them.

Please.

[sniffles]

[exhales deeply]

[drawer closes]

[indistinct commentary on TV]

[men barracking]

Get up! Go, go, go, go!

- [men cheering boisterously] - [TV commentary continues]

No fucking way!

Nah, I don't drink, hey, Mitch.

Bullshit. We're fuckin' celebrating!

[men whooping and cheering boisterously]

- Thank so much. - Thanks.

- I'll take that. - Oh, for 23, please.

Parma, thanks.

Chips and salad, or veg?

Oh, just chips.

Skip the rabbit food.

I just wanted to say thanks.

For what?

What you said in court.

My lawyer said it knocked a couple of years off.

[sorrowful piano music]

[lighter clicks]

[flames licking]

[sorrowful piano music continues]

[music darkens]

[low chatter and laughter]

Ben?

Ben?

- Oh, hey! Helen. - Hey.

Just feeling a bit buggered, eh?

[Helen] Let's get you home.

Where are we going?

Back to mine to wait for your dad.

[chuckling drunkenly] My dad?

- Yep. - Gee, I love you.

Don't be a dick, Ben.

[lighter clicks]

[bat screeching]

- [motor thrumming] - [slow mysterious music]

[brakes squeak]

[engine shuts off]

[calling out] Mr and Mrs Pappas?

You were moored near the Gilmours?

On Saturday, yep.

Big, uh... big blow-up.

The, um... the voices, they echo across the water.

Who was shouting?

Two men. Um... mostly the older one. Uh, Tom?

- Mm, yeah. Tom. Yep. - Tom?

He was yelling something like, uh...

- Like, "Leave her the hell alone!" - Yeah.

Leave who?

I mean, we were hoping for a quiet break,

not front-row seats to a domestic.

Mmm. We moved to Gough's Bay that arvo.

I checked my phone last night and... saw the news.

That's when we called you.

You told my constable someone left the boat after the argument.

Yeah. Yeah, took off not long after things got heated.

[Andie] This him?

- [man] No. - [woman] Mn-mn.

Nah, the guy we saw was much younger than that.

- 18, maybe 20? - [woman] Mmm.

Tall, pretty skinny.

Yeah, blonde hair. Kind of surfer-y.

- That's him. - Yeah, definitely him.

Thanks.

[uneasy music]

[knocks]

[Andie] Hey, Lynne.

Is Finn home?

When was the last time you saw him?

Before the weekend.

I've been in Adelaide. Rolled in late last night.

On a long-haul run.

You gonna tell me what's goin' on?

Have you heard about the Gilmours?

Yeah.

I run produce for Tom now and then.

It's bloody awful.

What's it got to do with Finn?

- [Stella] Sarge. - Excuse me.

Any idea what was here?

Your rubbish goes out tonight, yeah?

[clattering]

[Andie exhales heavily]

[clattering]

Sarge.

Is that a young Finn with Emily?

[exhales]

- Perfect fit. - [Stella] Hm.

Trying to hide their connection.

Finn McKenzie's call log.

17 calls to Emily in the last two weeks.

Okay, that sounds like obsession to me.

I mean, what was it the Pappases heard? "Leave her the hell alone"?

Want me to put out a KALOF?

Yep. Thanks.

[fish splashing]

[camera clicks]

Careful!

- You'll crack the lens. - Don't worry.

I'll edit out the wrinkles, chuck on a filter

and you'll almost look alive.

You cheeky monkey!

[both chuckle]

You still thinking of pursuing photography?

Yeah.

I'm gonna do VCE Studio Arts next year somewhere in Melbourne.

Put a portfolio together.

Well, if you're still serious,

you're gonna need to learn how to use a real camera...

..like this.

This is a classic...

..like its previous owner.

A Yashica? That's seriously cool, Sam.

I was gonna give it to you on your birthday,

but... why wait?

I thought that Mum might do something for Andie's birthday.

Try and make things right.

I just want them back together.

I know that Mum screwed up, but...

..Andie's still being weird.

She's probably got a lot on her mind.

[uneasy music]

[line ringing]

[Diane] Hello?

Diane, hi. Andie Whitford.

- Oh, hey, Andie. How are you? - Yeah.

Uh, good... good, thanks.

- I spoke with Sam Dyson. - Oh, yes?

He's got a heart problem. Did you know that?

No, I wasn't aware he had health issues.

He was at Fairhaven Hospital to see a cardiac specialist,

but, uh, accidentally he walked into the wrong room. [chuckles]

Didn't even know it was Haber's.

- Oh, really? - [chuckles softly] That's right.

He was pretty shocked when I showed him the footage.

Oh. Well, that'd explain why he was there.

Great.

Right, well, thanks for letting us know.

Glad I could help clear that up.

Okay. Thanks, Andie.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

[exhales deeply]

[knock at door]

Techies just got Tom Gilmour's phone working.

His... his daughter's on his family tracking app

and they've got a live ping just east of Enoch's Point.

We think it's Emily.

Okay. Let's go.

[tense music]

Emily's up ahead. Should be close now.

[engine shuts off]

[tense music continues]

It's close. About 250 metres that way.

Yep. Just through here.

Shit.

[breathing rapidly]

[rope creaking]

[gentle sombre music]

[exhales heavily]

[birds cawing]

[Andie speaks softly] Damn.

[Ben] Come on, Reza. I literally just need to talk to her.

[Reza] She's about to leave for the day.

[Ben] Andie! Andie!

He heard about Finn.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Ben. I know he was a mate of yours.

That's not the only reason I'm here.

Finn wouldn't kill himself.

It's a bit more complicated than that.

Well, look, look. He sent me a bunch of these messages, okay?

I was supposed to meet him at the river yesterday.

I just... I just forgot.

Something really weird was going on with him. I could tell.

Ben, I can't talk to you about it.

Just look at this last one. Just look.

He sent it to me this morning.

I just didn't catch it.

It doesn't sound like Finn.

[uneasy music builds]

[water lapping]

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

[Glenn] What is it, Di? This isn't a good time.

Glenn, I'm really sorry about your brother. But I need your help.

The Rose De Vigny case, you remember it?

Of course.

Yeah, I think a former cop

up there might be involved.

Sam Dyson. You know him?

Yep.

Yeah, I don't think he's being straight with the current sergeant

about his involvement with the Artemis case.

Glenn?

Sure.

Right, I'll send you the file.

Not a worry, Di.

[uneasy music swells]

[slow mysterious music]

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