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ANAIS: Why didn't you tell me about Lynne? You can't hide an addiction like that.

- What? - Mum, I am just trying to find out what happened to her.

- She died in an accident. - I think there's more to it.

Did you pay to have her killed, too? Did she know too much?

I had business in France, and I thought you might

be interested in floating - around in the Med for a bit. - Wow, um...

- Oh. - LUKE: Shit. Holy shit.

Oh my...

- I believe you've met my niece, Lena. - Anais.

- Now you've crossed the line. - We're having this out now.

SIMON: Don't fuckin' move!

ANAIS: You are under arrest for the production of class A drugs.

Detective Mallory ― Vernon Kincaid, Invercargill Homicide.

I might be able to help you after tonight. Just be patient.

Oh, Maja.

♪ The street's

♪ alive

♪ I'm gonna lure you

♪ into the dark.

♪ My cold

♪ desire

♪ to hear the boom, boom, boom of your heart.

♪ The danger is

♪ I'm dangerous,

WAKEBOARDER: Whoo!

♪ and I might just tear you apart.

Hot damn.

♪ Oh.

♪ Oh, ah, oh.

♪ I'm gonna catch ya.

♪ I'm gonna get ya, get ya.

Whoo!

♪ Oh, ah, oh.

♪ I wanna taste the way

♪ that you bleed.

Whoo!

♪ Oh.

♪ Oh, oh.

♪ You're my kill of the night.

- What happened, bud? - I hit something.

There's something in the water.

♪ I'll take

♪ your heart.

♪ Kick around

♪ as a toy.

♪ The danger is

♪ I'm dangerous and―

♪ ...I might just tear you apart.

♪ Oh, oh, oh.

♪ I'm gonna catch ya.

♪ I'm gonna get ya, get ya.

♪ Oh, ah, oh.

♪ I wanna taste the way

♪ that you bleed.

♪ Oh.

♪ Oh, oh.

♪ I'm gonna catch ya.

♪ I'm gonna get ya, get ya.

♪ Oh, ah, oh.

♪ I wanna taste the way

♪ that you bleed.

♪ Oh.

♪ Oh, oh.

♪ You're my kill of the...

Sgt Rata. Nice to meet you.

Uh-huh.

Sorry, what? Mm.

Wait, where?

OK, I'm coming. Call SOCOs and secure the scene.

Driving up and down the country. I need to be in two places at once. I'll be back again, two d

Delaney, coming through. - OK, that was quick. You off again, are ya?

Yeah. Heading down south. - K. Any plans to clean up - Anais' desk before you go?

Why? She's not using it. Plus, I've discovered to my enormous pleasure,

that you're a neat freak, Delaney. I leave a mess, and by the time I come back in the morning

you've cleared it up, which is very satisfying for you and saves me a whole lot of bother. Wi

Later.

- What's with the moustache? - He thinks it makes him look friendlier.

Makes him look like he's about to start pro wrestling.

Is there some movement on the Staunton case?

Uh, just press briefings and his team's looking at possible Invercargill links,

but nothing's changed, Simon. We're all staying out of it. - Uh...

As instructed, boss.

- So, it looks like we've got a potential homicide. - Yeah. You up for it?

Yeah, absolutely. Although, it could be an opportune time for Anais to come back to work.

She needs to be cleared for duty first, then that would be my call, not yours.

Of course. Just a thought.

- It has been six weeks. - Get out to the scene, Delaney.

On it, boss.

How many times do I have to tell you? Daily reports meandailyreports.

Even if there's nothing to report, OK? You liaise with the task force, which is me.

You don't go...

RT: Scene of crime is two minutes out, and Detective Delaney's ETA is five.

Hey.

Cody.

Good coffee, this. Thought you might want one, too. It's not super hot, but, uh...

- Thank you. - Didn't you go up to the Sounds?

Yeah, I did for a couple months, but, uh, there's zero interesting detectives up ther

so I came back. - OK, well, you have come back - to a still-very-busy Detective.

- Thank you for the coffee. Enjoy the lovely weather. See ya. - See ya? That sounds promisin

- When? - I mean, see ya like adios,

ka kite, bye.

JARROD: And then, like, do massive cast outs out there?

- Like, how big are the fish - that you usually catch? - KID: Probably, like, that big.

- Be careful with the pieces. - Even the ice is evidence.

It'd be good to have Anais back. I reckon it'd do her good, too ― having another homicide t

- Oh, another death, anyway. - Good point. Never assume.

Well, murder's still a pretty safe bet.

- It looks like the freezer was running until recently, huh? - Yeah.

Eh.

Anais!

Rude.

Did you put in a word about her? - Yeah, I tried. I'm bloody sick - of Kincaid's mess.

What, the one he's making of her - desk or the murder investigation? - Both.

There's still no developments, but, uh, at least the press have backed off a bit.

- Yeah. - Not even a wave.

Hey, Tibor. OK if we take another look?

If you must.

No touching anything.

No breathing.

Right, let's find out who she is.

What have we got so far?

Dad cut the padlock. He's consented to elimination prints. - OK, good.

Body parts are off to the morgue. Tibor's done.

Hey, any model or serial number, Hoana?

The plates have been prised off, and the freezer's old,

so tying it to a purchase

would be a miracle.

But the padlock and the hasp, they're new.

The welding looks home done.

OK, thanks.

- Whoever dumped that thing in the lake must have expected it to sink. - Yeah, that makes s

Looks heavy. - And well-sealed and insulated. Air inside makes it buoyant.

Still, if you thought it would sink, you'd wanna drop it in somewhere where nobody would se

- Well, that could be anywhere. - Wakatipu does have currents ― rivers that feed it.

I can think of a spot if they were hoping to lose it in the river.

We used to jump off there into the water when we were kids.

OK, well, after we finish up here, why don't I head off to the morgue

- while you guys check out your possible jumping off points? - Right.

Oh shit.

Gidday. I mean, Mallory residence. How can I help you?

- Kylie. - Anais. Hey.

Gidday.

How you going? You all right?

Yeah, great, good. Yeah, nah. Just, um, you know, house sitting like a boss.

Your mum called to check up on me from Cairns last night.

Hey, I thought she was in Europe, not Australia.

Oh, yes. That would be Cannes in France.

Ah, right. Yeah, that makes sense.

Anyway, we had a good old chat. She, um― yeah, she seemed pretty good. Enjoying it all.

- Glad she's getting back toyou. - Oh, has she still not called you? - Oh, uh, no. She wi

Um, yeah.

Anyway, I just thought I would call to check in, see how you're going,

- and, yeah, I'll try to swing by later for a catch up. - Good. Yeah. No probs.

I will catch you then. Have a good one.

Shit.

- Wait. You used to jump off here when you were kids? - Yeah, amongst other things.

Well, it's a good place to park up, eh?

Yeah.

Yeah, mean.

Ah, here we go.

Watch your step.

Check it out ―

fresh tyre tracks. Someone's been here recently.

We're gonna need a full canvass of all properties along approach roads, vehicle movements las

I think we're looking for a ute with a freezer on the tray.

- What makes you think that? - Well, the tracks are too wide for any van,

there's no secondary tracks for a trailer, and you couldn't fit that thing in even the bigge

- Oosh. Giving Anais a run for her money, eh? - Doubt it.

OK.

Get Tibor's team up there. Get full photo coverage and casts of the tyre tracks, too, if

Great work, Hoana.

Dr Wedderburn, visitor. And I think you're overwatering Dr Cooper's plants.

Hey.

Delaney? Simon? - Yeah, Simon's fine. - How's it hanging?

Uh, good, thanks. You're getting further settled in, I see.

Hey, I thought you'd be autopsying the body by now.

The frozen remains? Oh, no, can't, not for another couple of days.

Need to let all the bits thaw out naturally, or else the lady's extremities can, uh, mummi

- Good news is she's all there. - Yeah. OK, great.

Hey, can we get a photo of her face as soon as possible?

And if anything shows up externally, - it'd be a real help. - Yeah, 'course. We'll snap a

OK, thanks. - I think - I'm, uh, killing these.

- Hard to kill a succulent. - Not for me.

Hopefully Ihaka will be in a forgiving mood when he gets back. I mean, ifhe gets back.

There's still people getting killed in mudslides and stuff over there.

Hey, do me a favour, Nathan. Maybe don't say that around Anjali. - Oh right. Good idea.

K, I'll monitor your victim. I'll get some happy snaps to you as soon as I can.

OK, thank you. OK. - Coffee? It's a shit machine here. Have to remedy that.

Oh, um, I forgot. I think you're gonna find she's been dead for around 15 years.

Really? That's a― That's a big call, before I've done my thing.

Not so big a call. There was some frozen meat in there with her. I checked the last use by

- Cool hat. - Thank you.

15 years ago? - Yeah, it gives us - a starting point,

until we can get more from the morgue.

Approximate age, gender, and her face covered in ice crystals and no clothing. It's not a lot

No. I've asked for the face as a priority.

I checked out Anais' progress, by the way. It seems that she is ready to come back.

Probably quite keen too, I imagine.

All right, keep me updated on door-knocking cameras.

Missed a bit.

It's comin' up in a sec. I didn't get so lucky with the padlocks.

Called every hardware in town. Sell tons of them. - Worth a try.

Here we go.

- Ah. - Farming security camera. - Can't see the rego

or the driver, but it could be useful.

Yeah, the shape on the back could definitely be a freezer.

I wonder how many hundred white utes there are in this area.

And how many people went missing in Aotearoa 15 years ago.

I'll have a chat with missing persons, then chase up the casts of those tyre tracks

while you guys start looking - into white utes, eh? - OK, come on

Waka Kotahi database.

- Hey, hey. - Hey. - Hey, gidday.

Gidday, mate.

- Hey, sweetheart. How's your morning been? - Yeah. Pretty good.

We just did a big hike up Mount Crichton. That was bloody beautiful, wasn't it?

- Yeah, it was. It was stunning. - Yeah. Some great hunting up there, too.

- Nice. - Oh, you keen on a bit of crossbow hunting?

Yeah, I can show you if you want. - Yeah? Yeah, I'll give it a go. Yeah, that'd be awesome

Yeah, if I can find some time.

Oh, yeah. Uh, Saturday afternoon, it's Ken and my wedding anniversary.

Everyone's invited, so we thought we'd have a bit of a shindig. Can't be too late, though

you know, for Ken. - We'll be there. - Oh, if we're not still busy.

If we're not still busy.

- Can I bring Shelb? - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course.

There'll be plenty of food, knowing Sam.

Darling, I wonder if you might wanna do a bit of a pop up bar?

- Should we tell them our news? - Yeah, go on. What's that?

Well, we just negotiated a majority share in Gintopia.

So now that we own our own distillery, we can make a proper party of it.

- Hey, congrats. - Well, I will take that as a universal yes, then.

And don't worry, if you don't show, we'll just take the leftovers into town,

find some starvin' backpackers - to give 'em to. - Yeah.

- There's plenty of those around. - All right, so I guess we've got a party to organise.

- Yeah. - All right, and let me know about the huntin', Si.

I will. Will do.

I got some info on the cast of the tyre tracks.

There's still a lot of life left in the treads, and a couple of distinguishing marks.

Right, so putting the vehicle at the cliff should be straightforward, if we can find

Also, missing persons have five unsolved cases from back then, three of which are women

only one from this area and the approximate age.

Her name is Naomi Peterson.

- Hey. I'll get these printed. - We'll get better shots in 24 hours.

But you said it was urgent, and this is an improvement.

I asked if there was a scar on her lower left shin.

Dr Wedderburn did check. - It's noted in the missing persons - file as a distinguishing m

- She had a compound fracture - in her teens. - Right, um...

seven centimetre

scar,

- surgical closure. - Thanks, Anjali.

I didn't wanna take this to - the family without being sure. - Right.

- Looks like a positive ID on Naomi Peterson. - Yeah.

- Here you go. Your turn to drive the limo. - Oh, like a real detective.

Fancy.

That is so awful.

My poor sister.

- I'm really sorry to ask this, but do you have any photos of Naomi? - Yeah, we do.

DONALD: Um.

Me, Naomi

and Geraldine.

We all met at church...

at a parish fundraiser.

- Mum dragged me along. - She's quite the matchmaker.

He was so handsome.

Perfect for my sister.

She was 29 when she disappeared.

And just to clarify, she was your wife, and now the two of you are married and you're her tw

Look, it was nine years later, Naomi had been declared legally dead by then.

In the absence of a body.

Geraldine was a great comfort to both myself and my mother. They became very close.

And this was her last known address?

Yes, we lived here. I never moved after she disappeared. It's close to the lake and my pr

I'm the local vet. - And your practice is a walk away? - No, I drive.

What kind of car?

An Audi.

So, do you have any idea who did this?

- We'll find out, Mrs Peterson. - WHISPERS: Thank you. - Don't worry.

- Sorry. - Oh. - Sorry, excuse me.

I really should, um... She is very upset. - Of course.

Mr Peterson, it would be very useful for us if we could get a feel for the place where Naom

We haven't got a warrant, but if you don't mind us looking around― - Yes, yes,

if that's what you need to do. Yes. - You give us permission to do that? - Yes.

- Pulling in Anais? - Yeah, I picked up a few tricks.

- We need to look for a gap in the white goods. - Right.

- You wanna check out the garage? I'll start inside. - On it.

WHISPERS: If we do that, we will look guilty. At the moment they are talking to us. If we are

The welding gear? Oh, that's for the boat and the trailer. There's always something to do.

- I imagine. I never had a boat myself. - Thank you, sir.

We'll be keeping you updated - with any new developments. - Yes.

And in the meantime, would you mind putting together a list of Naomi's friends and acquain

from around the time - she disappeared? - OK. Um, yes. I'll try.

Great, thanks. And please delay your fishing trip for a couple of days. We'll need to be in

'Course.

What do you reckon? Tari Taiwhenua? - Yeah.

See what Births and Deaths records can tell us about Naomi.

So, Donald applied to have her declared legally dead

exactly seven years from the date of her disappearance.

It's like the - minimum time allowed. - Keen to move on.

Yeah, she was even more keen to point out they married nine years after Naomi's disappearan

Nine makes it seem more respectable, I suppose.

Oh, it's still weird marrying the sister.

Yeah, it's called a sororate union.

What?

Um, well, Donald's a vet. He'd be more than capable of dismembering a body.

Yeah, he doesn't own a ute, but he could definitely hire one.

If he did, we're pretty sure it's a Toyota, late model.

All right, well, the tyres will help with that eventually. And?

We've sourced the marriage certificate for Donald and Naomi.

The address is different to the one he said he's always lived at.

Yeah, Simon's gonna try and locate the witnesses on the marriage certificate,

see what they can tell us about the happy couple. We'll go check out the old address. Mm.

Anais.

Uh, sorry to disturb you, Dr Mehrtens. I need a favour.

Well, the last time you needed a favour, it was for an illicit investigation

that you were conducting, for which I believe you've been recently stood down.

Yes, I was made to take six weeks leave and attend counselling, but it was about Maja Staunt

nothing else.

What brings you here this time? - You've done favours - for my family before,

maybe for the wrong reasons. I'm hoping you might be willing to do one for me now for the rig

Oh, sweet.

Shame it's just a little outside of my budget.

- What budget? - Oh, you know,

the 'time to start thinking about settling down' budget.

Comes a time in every man's life when you need to― - Right, well,

when did this gear change happen?

- Nah, it's not a gear change. - It's... You know.

Oh, I dunno. This place isn't right ― no picket fence.

If you wanna settle down, you need a picket fence.

Officers.

Namaste. How can I help you?

It's a bequest to the Guardians ― that's us. We've got a sustainable farming setup out past G

Marion's been out lots of times, loves the work we do.

- Right. And Marion is Donald Peterson's mum? - The vet? Yeah.

She actually gifted us the house a couple of weeks back,

along with some of the contents, and we're fixing it all up.

You know, the higher the sale price, the more we can do in our guardianship of the planet.

- Right on, bro. - Right, so Marion's passed away?

Oh, no, no, no. She's not dead. She's bought a unit in Carrindale ― seniors v

- Yeah. - Left us the house, moved in there.

Said she wanted to do one good deed before she popped her clogs. She's a bit of a character

Right, and how do Donald and his wife feel about you guys getting the house?

They've been really great, really helpful. You know, they're pretty comfortable,

so they don't exactly need the money.

They've moved all the old furniture out so we can get the place styled, like on TV.

- Do you mind if we check out the place? - Sure. Go ahead.

Um, do you mind if I ask what this is about?

- It's a murder investigation. - Oh. Wow. OK. Yeah.

Inspect away. We will consider offers prior to auction.

Well, whack up a picket fence and I'll make you an offer.

Hey, um, who owns the ute?

Oh.

- You know what, I'm not sure. I didn't organise it, but I can ask. - Sweet. Yeah, than

- Nice pick up on the ute. - WHISPERS: Chur.

Hey, Simon, if you haven't identified those wedding guests yet,

you might wanna try Donald Peterson's mum, Marion. This is her house.

She now lives in a retirement village called Carrindale.

I have a feeling I'm going to regret this.

Why the photocopies?

- Uh, I'm not supposed to be on it. - It isn't my investigation.

This isn't just about Maja Staunton, is it?

It is about Maja, but sometimes when you solve one thing, you get answers about another

I know who killed my sister. What I don't know, what I need to know, iswhy,

and I am sure the answers are in here somewhere.

I'm just asking you for your insights, Doctor.

Doctor.

Retired.

- Can you leave them with me for a few days? - Yes. Yeah, I have copies.

I'm sure you do.

God's waiting room.

That's what this is. - Oh, it's a pretty nice set up, - though, Mrs Peterson.

- Comfy. - Boring.

Earnest oldies,

bridge and crochet.

The sooner I die, the better.

Arthritis ―

works wonders.

So, go on then. What's this all about?

Your son's previous wife.

Naomi?

She disappeared years ago.

Took off or murdered, for all we know. I wouldn't be surprised.

Could have murdered her myself sometimes.

- She was difficult? - Impossible. Donald was well rid of her, if you ask me.

That's your husband.

Larry? Yes.

Oh, that's him in the urn next to the photo with Riven.

He died a couple of years after Naomi took off.

- How did he pass, if you don't mind me asking? - Heart attack, God love him.

- And now you've given everything to Riven. - No ― to his community,

the Guardians. Riven says, 'God may well save our souls, but it's up to us to save the planet

Well, I gave up on God a long time ago, so the planet felt like a better bet.

How long have you been into the whole sustainability thing?

I tell you what.

I'll answer your questions once I've had a cuppa and you have answered mine,

which is ― what's this all about?

- Well, there you are. - Hey, boss. - I've been calling you,

leaving messages. No reply.

- Oh, I was probably out of range. You want a cuppa? - Nah, nah, nah, I'm all good.

- How you doin'? - I'm fine.

- Have been fine for weeks. - Yeah. Yeah, counsellor said you seemed better, particularly r

OK.

So...

So, we have decided that you're fit to return to duty.

OK.

Thank you.

But the Maja Staunton case ― same rules for you as everyone else. We leave it to Kincaid. C

Clear.

Yeah.

Oh, looks like they left another freezer.

What?

Empty, like the house.

Far out. Just didn't wanna throw up again, yeah.

Yeah, you really need to get a hold of that, you know?

Oh, you're telling me. It's embarrassing. My one weak point, you know?

Buzzy.

Hey, watch your step.

Check it out. Model and serial number.

Oh nice.

OK, it looks like we found where our freezer came from.

Get Tibor's team moving again, and...

Uh, no, no, I'm―

I'm having a

lovely chat with Marion, but if you could keep me up to date, that'd be great. Thanks. Thanks,

What freezer?

It was used in a crime.

We found it in your late husband's shed.

No, he didn't have a freezer in the shed.

Did he spend a lot - of time out there? - Oh, yeah.

Woodworking and the like. Never let anyone in.

But...

what crime?

You said was used in a crime.

We found Naomi's body in it, Mrs Peterson.

Oh, well,

maybe he was chopping up more than wood out there, then.

Oh, have a Belgian biscuit.

What makes you think she was chopped up?

- Well, how else would you put a body in a freezer? - It was quite a big one.

No. Nah, Larry wouldn't have killed her, even though he didn't like her.

Bit of a softie was Larry, God love him.

Why didn't he like her? - Well, because she was a harlot - and put Donald through hell.

- A harlot? Is that a bit harsh? - Well, I saw what she was.

Geraldine was perfect for him, but Naomi knew exactly what she was doing and she landed him.

Larry and I were most disappointed, but it wasn't long ―

less than two years before she started an affair with Mickey Mouse.

Mike Mossman ― everybody called him Mickey Mouse.

The gossip was that Naomi wanted the affair to be more than just a fling,

and she was threatening to tell his wife.

Maybe Mickey killed her just to shut her up.

Mike Mossman, was it? - Yes. He's a taxidermist, and quite - clearly, he doesn't just stuf

A taxidermist?

Whoa, she speaks,

finally.

Yeah, well, the taxidermist in your text kinda got my attention,

and anyway, it looks like I'm gonna be back on the job, so...

- ...you're allowing yourself to be curious about my case. - Your case? Got it.

Yeah. You know, if you're lucky, I could put in a good word for ya, get you involved.

Oh, didn't realise I was talking to a big dog.

Hey, I'm heading out to Mickey's now. It's out your way. You wanna ease back into thing

I have Belgian biscuits.

- You're not gonna speed off again? - Well, only if you pull out a filleting knife or a banjo.

Hello?

Police.

Hello?

- MAN: Help you? - Ah, Jesus! -

Hello. Police.

We're, uh, we're looking for Mickey Mossman.

Why the hell

would you be asking me about Naomi?

Hey, Aaron. Look, go make yourself useful. Go sort out the mount for Mrs Bassett's ferret.

Are you idiots, bringin' up that nonsense in front of my son?

- What nonsense would that be? - The bloody nonsense that that old witch Marion

thought I was having an affair with her daughter-in-law.

- Were you? - No.

She was looking for a little bit of strange on the wrong side of the tracks,

but she didn't get it with me.

Poor girl stuck with that wet dishrag Donald and his churchy, hoity toity, bloody family.

I guess in the end, she still left him and his money and took off.

She didn't take off.

She was most likely killed and dismembered at the family home around the time she disappeare

Jesus.

If I was gonna shag her, I wouldn't exactly do it at Marion's house, would I?

And if you were gonna chop her up, it would be much easier right here.

I didn't have this place back then. I worked from home. You can check that.

Svetlost!

See. See.

Picasso

or Pollock, maybe.

Yes?

Yeah.

- I thought you had to use black light for these ― like at the nightclubs. - Common misconcep

No light at all is best.

Mm.

Aha.

Luminol doesn't lie.

Jeez, even after all this time, eh?

Must have been, like, lots of blood, eh?

I would say this is where your victim was dismembered and stored, but is it where she was m

Murdered.

- OK. No, stay open. - We'll be right there. Just wait.

So, Sarge, that ute back there, it was loaned to these guys for the clean-up.

It belongs to Donald Peterson. It's registered to his business.

Right. - I checked out the tyres ― - brand new, no wear at all.

And so I called up a couple of the tyre places. I got a hit.

He had a full new set put on first thing yesterday morning.

Yeah, and it gets even better. They said that the tyres were in good nick, so they kept them

Well, we better go check - it out before it closes. - Yeah.

- Well done. - Chur.

And so, see this ridge along the car. It matches the indentation in the tread here on the

where he drove over something sharp.

Ah, the tyre. Well done, Jarrod. Have a Belgian biscuit from Marion Peterson, victim's mother-i

Oosh, my favourite. Yum.

So, we've got a match? - Yeah, it's definitely the ute - that dumped the freezer.

- So we should pick Donald up, then? - No, we know it was the vehicle,

but we don't know who was driving it yet.

But he went and changed the tyres, which didn't need changing, so...

Circumstantial. Still doesn't prove that he dumped the freezer or killed Naomi.

Ooh, Belgium biscuits.

We've got five possible suspects, Boss. So far, Mr and Mrs Peterson...

...Mike Mossman ― he was bloody quick to deny his affair with Naomi,

and very keen to make sure his son didn't hear the rest of our conversation.

I reckon it caused a family shit fight back in the day and now he's lying about it.

- So, who are the other two? - Uh, Larry and―

Larry's dead. - Not when Naomi disappeared, - he wasn't.

His heart attack was two years after.

- Sorry, Sarge, so Larry and... - His wife, Marion.

She said they all hated her.

Jeez.

So what― what now then? Talk to the removalists?

I just did and they didn't move any freezers out of that place, so...

First thing tomorrow, we turn up the heat.

Hey.

Well, yes, it's been six weeks, but I wouldn't say 'no progress'.

We're following several lines of inquiry.

We also believe that the jailing of the victim's husband, Luke Staunton,

on unrelated drug charges may well be related to Maja Staunton's death.

- Mallory residence. - Kylie, um, sorry I didn't make it over today. I'll try again tom

Ah, nah, no worries. I've been flat chat anyway, thanks to all your referrals.

I am currently ironing your boss' sheets.

Her sheets?

- Who does that? - Me, for her. -

Yeah. You think you know people. Robbie used to get me to iron his jocks, bloody weirdo.

- He rang me today, actually. - And?

Yeah, he's buggered off back to Oz after his suspended sentence.

- Well, that's good, right? - Oh, shit yeah.

- Good riddance. - Oh, OK. Cool.

- Well, um, I'll try you again tomorrow. - OK, night. Oh, hey, um...

I just, um...

Um.

Uh, thanks,

you know, for...

everything.

- I, um, I just. - You're welcome.

OK, catch ya.

So, if the public do have any more information,

please contact us via the police website

or via the 0800 number.

Hello?

HOANA: He was in a hurry.

More visitors. Namaste.

Kia ora, Riven. - Sgt Rata. - This is Detective Delaney.

- And this is Donald Peterson's - car, yeah? - Yes.

And the ute that he just took off in?

Oh, yeah, one of our team borrowed it to cart some stuff to the tip.

Did tell your constable yesterday.

- You're Riven? - Mossman. - Mossman.

- Mm. - Related to Michael Mossman?

Mickey the taxidermist?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, he's my uncle.

Slayer of beasts and eater of meat, so we're not that close.

But is that what you wanted to talk to me about?

Is there somewhere we can talk?

Well, the bequest was a total surprise, you know.

My family and Marion's don't always get on.

She had a soft spot for me, though, ever since I was a kid.

Used to go fishing with Larry sometimes.

There was no pressure, then, - about the bequest? No... - Coercion? No.

The gift was her idea.

- I can show you our correspondence, if you like. - Yeah, that'd be useful, thanks.

OK, well, we should get on with it, so...

Oh, I do have some questions about your family, if that's OK.

It depends on the questions.

Well, like most families, eh, you open the cupboard, skeletons fall out.

Is your Uncle Michael one of them? - Yeah, yeah. Mike can be contentiou

I do have somewhat of a touchy question about what was supposed to be an affair

with Naomi Peterson years ago.

- He denied it, I suppose? - He did, yeah. - Yeah, he's a liar, too.

Mrs Peterson, Morena.

Good morning.

- Do you have some news? - No, but we do have some questions.

My husband's working on the list of friends that you asked for,

but if you have more questions about Naomi, I'd prefer we meet later on somewhere private.

Do you drive the ute, too, Mrs Peterson? The one Donald forgot to tell us about.

I don't recall you asking about a work vehicle.

Oh, do you recall him changing all four tyres on it early Thursday morning?

- No. - Well, changing those tyres - wasn't the smartest thing to do.

Well, if he did it, then no.

But, look, I would really prefer not to talk about this in front of other people,

and we have matters that we need to urgently attend to at our church.

So of course, we are very happy to answer your questions, but they will have to wait. Thank yo

We want to take a look at that correspondence as soon as possible.

Namaste.

Pate de

Canard.

Give it a go.

- Hi. - Hi, you're up. - You can let yourself in, you know?

Oh yeah. Yeah. I, uh...

just...

on my way to work. - What, are you back at work? - Yeah. Yep.

Hey, you know the friend I was telling you about who's looking for a cleaner?

She was just wondering if you can start this morning, if you're free?

Oh cool. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Awesome.

I haven't had a shower, I might be a bit whiffy, so if you just give me the address,

I can jump on a bus in 10.

Do you know what? Mum's car is just sitting in the garage. You might as well use it.

Seriously? - Have you got your - driver's license?

Yes, I have a truck license as well.

Oh.

Nice.

OK, well, I will text - you the address. - No worries.

Hey, actually, - can I ask you a favour? - Mm-hm.

I'm looking for a gift for a friend. If I text you a picture of something,

can you see if I can - source it locally? - Sure. No probs.

- Thanks. - Oh, hey.

What's canard?

Duck. Yeah, French for duck.

- Might just have some jam. - Yeah.

See ya.

Hoo-roo.

Anais!

Sorry. Detective, you're back. - Yeah, I see we landed a - homicide case.

- Yeah, yeah, we're working it now. - Suspects left, right and centre.

- Yeah, I've read the notes, but can you bring me up to speed? - What? Me brief y

- Yeah. - Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, absolutely. No worries.

OK.

DONALD: What does it matter if...

GERALDINE: Because it makes us look incredibly guilty.

Oh my goodness.

Uh, excuse me. I said that we could talk about this elsewhere, later.

This is later and elsewhere. - You are intruding on our privacy - at a very difficult ti

- You've been making insinuations about me to my wife? - We're investigating a murder, s

Your ute was involved. You changed the tyres. Why?

Why does it matter if I change my tyres or not?

Well, the old tyres were perfectly fine. We've actually got them.

We know the freezer containing your ex-wife's body came from your father's shed.

We also know it was taken from there recently on Wednesday morning.

We have footage of it on the back of a ute the same make as yours.

Oh, and the tyres you switched out match perfectly with tracks that were found

next to where the freezer was dumped into the river.

So if you didn't drive that freezer to the river, then who did?

We can go down to the station and continue this conversation, or you can answer my question right

Not here.

Elsewhere.

- We didn't kill her. - Darling. Just― - But you did move the freezer?

What was the plan? Sink it in the river?

Well, we thought it had sunk ― for good.

Obviously you knew what was in it.

How? What...

What happened?

We had arranged for the furniture to be taken away, and we decided to take one last l

to see if we wanted anything. - Donald was always curious - about his father's shed,

because he never let anyone go in there. So, I found the key.

I took some fishing gear, a few garden tools.

Who opened the freezer?

We both did. We, um...

We thought that there might be some perishables inside, and so we― Yeah, we opened it.

- WHISPERS: God. Dear God. - We didn't know what to do.

I mean, after all the speculation, Naomi disappeared, and then us being married.

I mean, what was that gonna look like? We panicked.

Well, twice in your case. Stupid rush to change the tyres ― of course they were gonna f

But, yeah,

we panicked,

and we decided to get rid of it.

- Of her. - I'll be charging you both with obstruction of justice

and tampering with human remains. You're to report to the station first thing tomorrow for formal

Bring your passports.

We will find out who killed your sister, so if you've got anything more to tell us,

now would be a really good time to speak up.

No?

OK. We'll see you in the morning. Don't be late.

- So, why aren't we taking them in? - They're not going anywhere.

But I'll get a car to keep an eye on them, see if they do anything else stupid.

Nice. Yeah, the whole 'we panicked' line doesn't fly with me.

You know, they held it together enough to prise off the ID plate

and paint a skull and crossbones on the lid.

Yeah, then get a padlock, clean up any prints, weld on a hasp.

Time to go over what we have with Anais. She's back on deck.

- Well, the team's back. - The team's back. - Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, so as I forementioned, we're just waiting for her.

the victim, Naomi Peterson, to thaw out so that Dr Wedderburn can complete the autopsy.

- HOANA: Anais. - Thank God.

- It's really good to have you back. - It's great to be back.

Jarrod has just briefed me on where we're at. Simon is the lead on this one. I'm just here t

So, Simon, one body, five suspects, and a love triangle. Any updates?

Must have been a pretty shoddy investigation back then ―

a missing person and the body's been hidden at the house the whole time.

Well, Donald and Naomi had already moved into the house on the lake when she disappea

Mm. The same one he's been in ever sincewiththe twin sister. That's cooked.

Says here she packed a suitcase with most of her clothing, jewellery, toiletries.

All the evidence suggests she'd run away.

Maybe cos she was planning - to with Mickey Mouse. - Leaving Donald for Mickey, huh?

Maybe. That's a good one.

Scene of crime sent through more photos from the shed.

Tibor thinks these burn marks on the floor may have come from welding sparks.

- HOANA: Donald Peterson owns welding gear. - Ah.

This is interesting, too ― bit of Larry's woodturning.

With faint traces of blood and what they think could be a human hair.

JARROD: It looks a bit light for a murder weapon, though.

Oh, well, not necessarily. Says here it's a hard wood, so it'd be heavier than it looks.

It's already gone out for testing, but I'll ask.

It says here it was located under the workbench. No real attempt to hide it.

- Disorganised? Impulsive, maybe? - Yeah, maybe.

OK, I'm gonna go see how Dr Wedderburn's doing. You guys...

...the Petersons? - No. We are gonna let - them stew for a bit.

You guys are on backgrounding ― everything you can find out about Donald Peterson's parent

Larry may be dead, but he is still a suspect.

Also, see what you can dig up on Mickey Mossman and his nephew, Riven.

- Anais, you wanna come with me to the morgue? - Yeah, sure. I've read your notes.

Afterwards, I wouldn't mind meeting some of your suspects, if that's all right?

Yeah, sure.

I requested the hair from the murder weapon for comparison, and my bet is it'll be a mat

I asked if the hair they found was red, with a little bit of light brown near the root.

- Regrowth. - And bingo.

ANJALI: Dyed hair ― same as this lady.

So it seems like we have the murder weapon, then?

Yeah, I would have liked to have got a look at it before it was sent away ―

the weight, the feel, it helps, you know. Is it still too soon for an autopsy?

She's not far off ― thawing out nicely. It's faster than we hoped, eh, Anjali?

Any ideas about what was used to cut her up?

Oh, separation profile suggests a long blade, but heavy, like a meat cleaver.

And you don't need internals to determine one element of the cause of death. Anjali?

Quit while you're ahead, eh?

Thanks, Anjali. K, here we go. There's a significant vertical fracture here,

and this split in the scalp, it's a result of a single, very forceful blow like, um...

Ooh, crash test dummy, please, Anjali.

Like, uh... Yeah.

And if that didn't kill her, it sure as hell would have knocked her out,

- and then she could have been smothered, strangled, whatever. - WHISPERS: Whatever

No signs of any other blows?

Nah. Nah, no other cutting except a few uneven strokes at points of separation post-mo

But I won't know exactly how she died till I can get in there, check out her lungs, larynx

OK, well, Tibor's gonna let me know once he has a match for the hair.

Ooh, and you and, uh, Nancy Drew, you― you let me know if there's anything else

Detective Mallory. - Sorry, I know. You introduced - yourself. I go blank, uh,

- Detective. - Mallory. - Mallory. Mallory.

- Rhymes with celery. Got it on file. - OK.

- OK, thanks. Thanks, Anjali. - Yeah.

And I'll send through that report, OK? Should be good to break out the old scalpel so

Bye, Anjali.

Marion Peterson called the station, says she's got something for us.

- You can't beat a custard square. - It's a good old Southland recipe.

- I, um, I use the spare egg whites for pavlovas. - Hot tip.

- So, we got a call saying you had something for us. - Yes. You're looking at them.

- Sorry? - The custard squares. I made this lot for you and your co-workers.

I make the rest for the old crocks here,

but I'm also guessing that you might want to be talking about opportunity.

- Opportunity? Bit of a murder mystery fan, are you, Marion? - Oh yes. I like a good book.

Opportunity, - motive, alibis. - Well, you're right.

It's important for us to know what opportunities there were for Naomi to have been killed

- on the property. - So you don't think she was killed somewhere else?

Most likely not, no.

OK. Come on, Dolly.

Dolly the trolley ― my assistant.

The house was usually empty every other weekend, and...

I would go and stay with my friend Carlene in Arrowtown,

and Larry would usually take the opportunity to bugger off fishing.

Naomi would come and feed Benito for us, the cat, and look after the house.

Or perhaps she and Mickey Mouse were at it there,

and perhaps Mickey did kill her there because she was threatening to tell.

I mean, how would I know? But yes, there would have been opportunity.

Oh, I hope you enjoy the custard squares.

- This is awesome. - I love this flaky pastry stuff.

So, why are you so sure she was killed at the house?

It doesn't work for me that whoever did it brought the weapon from somewhere else

and ditched it there. I think it all happened at once ―

blow to the head, dump the weapon, finish the job, if needed,

then dismember her and into the freezer she goes.

- Is Marion convinced it was Mickey? - That's her go to, yeah ―

he killed her to stop her from blabbing to his wife.

But according to Riven Mossman, Mickey's wife already knew about his affair with Naomi.

Riven's not actually Riven, by the way. He was born Roger.

Mm. Backgrounding ― Roger has a couple of juvie sheets ―

one for assault and one for public disturbance.

Riven― Roger is still pissed off about his uncle and Naomi.

Well, maybe Marion's late husband Larry was, too.

I mean, staunch Catholic family ― be humiliating Donald being betrayed like that.

We checked out Larry's history as well. He's got no police record.

Or maybe he caught Mickey and Naomi at the house and just lost the plot.

Or maybe Mickey Mouse did kill her.

Yeah. Maybe. He's got two convictions for drunk and disorderly,

and he had a order taken out on him from his wife.

Righto, so we're goin' through all this nonsense again, are we?

You've been talking to my greenie vegan, prick-of-a-nephew, have you?

- We did a background check. - Yeah, well, do a background check on him, too,

cos he was a nasty little - bugger when he was a kid. - We have checked. We know.

- I'm not drinking any more. - But you were back then.

That protection order was bullshit. My wife withdrew it.

So, why did you lie to us about your affair with Naomi?

Because I didn't want the whole thing to be dredged up again.

I wanna retire at some point, and I wanna do it in peace.

I didn't kill her.

If you wanna know, I was nuts about her.

But, you know, it never would've worked.

They were respectable, money-in-the-bank kind of family,

whereas my lot could barely afford the cheap seats.

When did it start, the affair?

Not for years.

But he was so wrong for her. But guys like that, they just get everything.

In the end, I guess it still wasn't enough for her.

Yeah, I was gutted when she disappeared.

I just want a quiet life now.

You've called Kylie, obviously. I'm busy, so leave a message.

Kylie, I've been trying to reach you. Can you just give me a call back when you get this,

OK.

Yep. Call me, please. Thank you. Bye.

Kylie.

Do you still not have - my name in your phone? - Uh, no, I do. I'm just, um...

- How'd you go with Mickey? - We may have six suspects.

I think we...

Oh wow.

This is a good one.

Oh shit.

- Are you OK? - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Just, um... I wanna go over the old missing persons file again with you.

I feel like I'm - overlooking something. - Yep, uh, but not here.

Kincaid's back. He's commandeered my desk again.

Well, how about we check out - Sam and Lena's new business? - OK, yes.

I'll grab the file - and meet you there. - K.

Oh, Cody. Jesus.

You shouldn't have such a distinctive car.

Can you not take no - for an answer? I am busy. - Whoa, whoa.

Well, I wasn't looking for an answer. I was already here. I just had a drink.

If you want, I can, um, sew back on the head you just bit off and buy you a drink, too?

I'm here for work. - OK, well, in that case, I'll leave - you to it and fade into the su

Cody.

I'm sorry. I'm very tense at the moment.

Maybe you should have that drink after all ― mix a bit of work and pleasure.

Take it easy on yourself, Anais.

Cody.

If I did wanna see you,

which I might, I would be the - one to tap you on the shoulder, OK? - Copy that.

Hey, tap away any time. My number's still the same.

- Hey. - Hey. I have the file you asked for.

What is that we need to talk about?

- Two sparkling waters. - Ah, thanks. - Thank you.

- I hear you're back at work, Anais. - Yeah, yeah. Just started. - Good for you.

Well, you know where the bar is if you fancy something stronger.

I'm heading to Auntie Sharon's to organise the pop up for the party, so see you guys there,

So,

the correspondence about the - deed of gift checks out. - Yeah.

Marion initiated the sale of the house. Riven Mossman has no personal stake in the bequest

Sorry. So, Riven is still - on the list, but not high. - Right.

But there is just something about the statements

in the missing persons file that's been niggling at me ― alibis.

OK, so if we talk about the day Naomi disappeared,

when Marion was in Arrowtown staying with her friend,

Donald's on call, but at home, gardening,

Geraldine's in Christchurch overnight, seeing a play, and Larry's gone fishing,

- as usual when Marion's away. - So all of them are alone, all without alibis.

Yeah.

So Naomi could have met Mickey at the house, something went wrong, emotions ran h

Yeah, maybe.

Well, someone is lying.

This missing persons report ―

maybe what's niggling at you isn't to do with the information that's in it,

but where the information came from.

In here, most of the day-to-day observations about Naomi come from Marion and Geraldine.

Marion talks about Geraldine being a comfort, 'we' noticing things.

I think you should get that formal statement from the Petersons and lean on them hard,

maybe with a religious spin. If they're as church-going as they say they are, you can use it

- Use their religion? - Yeah.

Then maybe we can eliminate one suspect, possibly two.

But I think you're right to let them stew for now.

HOANA: There's enough kai here to feed half of Queenstown.

Yeah, I think that's the idea. Sam's a closet philanthropist. - It's just gorgeous.

- Oh wow. This is awesome. - Hey, Lena.

- This is Lena's invention. - Doesn't it look amazing?

- I'll get us a drink. Red? - Yeah, thanks.

- Hoana? - Uh, no, I'm all good, though. - OK.

- How's she been? She been all good? - Yeah, yeah.

Bit edgy, but she's definitely coming back to herself, I reckon.

- Hey, Shelby. How are you? - Hey, Anais. I'm great, thanks.

And she'll be better after one of these.

- All right, everyone, let's hoe in, hey? - Mm.

- Hey. - Hi. - Sorry about before at your bar ―

- in the middle of work stuff. - It's fine.

How have you been? I know it's been a weird time with Maja's investigation not progressing

I'm OK. Yeah, I just wanna - be able to move on, you know? - Yes.

We've all been feeling that, too.

I'm sorry I've been AWOL since the funeral.

You're allowed to be angry and upset as well. She was your friend, too.

- You sure you don't want a cocktail? - No, no. I'm good, thank you.

Thanks. - Cheers. - Cheers.

Oh, that pork smells delicious.

SAM: Oh, there you go.

- Here you go, babe. - Thank you. Wow, amazing. - Enjoy.

- Simon? - Yes, please.

All right, so, some big pig for the big pig, eh?

Hey.

Sam's quite the hunter. He got - this one himself on the weekend. - Yeah. Oh, with the crossb

You know, it's more sporting than a rifle, you know. It's fairer.

Oh, a knife and a couple of dogs is fairer still.

Yeah, that'd be the way to go if I had the dogs. - That's true.

- So, how's it all goin'? - Any developments on the case?

Well, it's only been a couple of days, eh? So...

Nah, I mean Maja's case ― your mate Kincaid's investigation.

- Well, he's a dick. - We're not really party to it.

Avenues of investigation are still being followed and all that.

Yeah, I saw the latest press conference.

I mean, Sharon said he's up and down Invercargill like an airborne yo-yo ―

- an expensive one, eh, Sharon? - Very. Hey, um, I might check on Ken.

- Look, I don't mean to hassle. - It's just Maja was a friend.

So, is there anything we can do to help ― maybe pitch in for a reward or something?

Appreciate it, but we don't do that sort of thing through private channels. Protocols.

- That taste as good as it looks good, Jarrod? - Better.

Hey, thanks, Sam. Salad.

Darling, you asleep?

Pretending.

I heard the door.

Do you feel like getting up and coming out and cutting the cake with me?

Oh sorry, love.

Exhausted myself greeting everybody.

But you go, enjoy yourself.

I'm fine ―

just dozing.

OK, sweetheart. Happy anniversary.

Love you.

You've called Kylie, obviously. I'm busy, so leave a message.

Yeah. Kylie, I've been trying to reach you all day. Just call me back when you get this, p

ideally before it's tomorrow. Thank you.

When we spoke yesterday, your wife said you both opened the freezer. What does that mean

There were items piled on top, so we had to move them to open it.

But who actually opened it?

Honestly, can't remember.

You and your husband - opened it together? - Yes.

Whose idea was it to open it?

I think it was mine.

And when it was opened, what happened? What did your wife do? Did she scream?

I don't― I don't think she did.

Geraldine's not really the screaming type.

It was gruesome. I don't even wanna think about it, let alone describe it.

- Was Donald happy about opening it? - Why are you asking me that? - Why do you think

Did it strike you as odd that your wife didn't scream? Why didn't she?

Because it's a question you've been asking yourself before God.

And God does know the truth here, Geraldine.

He was...

- maybe reluctant. - Reluctant?

Maybe like he didn't - want to open it. - Or maybe he knew what was in it.

Could it be that she knew what was inside because she killed her?

Oh dear God.

I think you can forget about them as suspects. He thinks she did it, and she thinks he did.

Which probably means neither - of them did it, right? - Yeah.

OK, so if we eliminate Donald and Geraldine Peterson, that leaves us with Riven as an outside

then Mickey Mouse,

Larry the dead man, and Marion.

So I wanna bring them in, not the dead man, obviously, to go over it all again,

see if anything shakes loose.

Hey, you've called Kylie―

I think we should start with Riven Mossman.

...obviously. I'm busy.

Simon.

The murder weapon―

Yeah, we figure it might have been something from Larry practising his woodturning.

No, no, no, I don't think it's a practice piece. This is the finished article. It's a roll

- What? - HOANA: Well, it doesn't look like a rolling pin.

It's what's called a French pin.

It's tapered at the ends for increased pressure in the middle.

Nice even flaky pastry.

- This is awesome. - I love this flaky pastry stuff.

Bloody hell. We can narrow it down right now.

Marion. She was baking when we went back to talk to her yesterday.

She was starting on a second batch of slices.

- Can't beat a custard square. - It's a good old Southland recipe.

And she was using a rolling pin ― a standard one.

But it seemed like she would have preferred something else.

Yeah, and if Larry did make the pin, he would have made it for her.

Oh, you needn't have brought that back, dear. It's just one of those plastic picnicky thin

We wanted to have a chat, anyway.

- Oh, so how did you enjoy - the custard squares? - Mm, delicious. Nice silky custa

- Great pastry, too. - Mm. - Crisp, delicate,

even with a standard rolling pin.

- Well, that's good. - I'm glad you enjoyed them.

- Now, why don't you go and sit down and I'll pour us all some tea? - We're fine, thanks

Well, I'm going to have a cup, so go on and I'll get it myself with― with Dolly's help. (C

Um, Carlene, that friend of mine in Arrowtown I was telling you about,

I once said to her, 'I never understand this whole glass ceiling thing people talk abou

But, you know, I think I do now.

It's all about how people are seen, isn't it? Like you ― so clever.

It's hard to believe you're as young as you are.

Perhaps it's an advantage to be a young woman in your job.

You can just sneak past people,

catch 'em unawares.

So,

- where would you like me to start? - How about the beginning?

Well, that would be when Donald met both Geraldine and Naomi at church.

Naomi had a bit more spark.

I knew Larry wouldn't do anything, but I saw exactly what Naomi was.

That spark of hers was dangerous.

- Geraldine and I had been close for a number of years. - And Naomi disappeared.

Yes. Well, she'd been carrying on with Mickey Mouse for at least 18 months by then.

- Did Donald know? - I think he had an idea, but he was too weak to do anything about

so someone had to.

So how did you get her to come to the house?

Oh, she didn't need any persuading. They'd been using the house every weekend we were aw

- So Mickey was a bridge too far? - Yes.

MICKEY: Hey, Naomi!

Naomi!

I had locked the door, and I didn't answer it.

So, after he left,

I finished the job and took her to the shed.

- Did Geraldine help you? - No.

You leave her alone. She had nothing to do with this. She had no idea what I'd done ― still

I needed her to be there for Donald. He should have chosen her to start with.

Then you could have avoided all this trouble.

What about Larry? He could have gone into that freezer at any time.

I wasn't going to use the freezer in the house, was I? I mean, that would have been unhy

So I told him. I think the upset and worry eventually caused his final heart attack.

When you gave the house to the Guardians, why didn't you get rid of the evidence?

It was 15

odd years.

I'd forgotten about the whole thing, to tell you the truth.

Thank you for explaining all of this to us, Marion.

You will have to do it all again in a formal setting, I'm afraid, because I'm placing you under

- Oh. - We will be charging you with the murder of Naomi Peterson.

That's, no― Nonsense, no.

I won't be going to jail.

I'm too old and decrepit to be bothered with that. Like I told you, the sooner I die, the

It's OK, Marion, you're gonna be OK. We're gonna get you to hospital.

Oh, my almond cake.

He loved it.

He loved my almond cake.

It was lucky she was unconscious by the time they got her to the hospital,

otherwise, I reckon she would have refused a stomach pump.

I mean, we were sitting there, like, thinking, 'This is a done deal'.

Meanwhile, she is sneakily using her confession to give the strychnine time to work.

- Well done, Simon. - Notch on your own belt, huh?

We all worked together, and Anais was great. Good result though, yeah.

Well within six weeks.

You say something, Constable? - Uh, no. Just said that her alibi - was piss weak ― a per

But she confessed anyway, - so yeah, job done, team. - Yes. Whoo.

Anjali. You can probably head off. No pun intended.

Uh, don't seem to be any new customers for now.

They're not customers or clients, or... They're people with names, with families,

with people who love them.

OK, yeah, I get that. I'm just― - Manaaki. Do you know what that is? It means we care fo

we speak for them, we listen to what they tell us.

It's an intimate conversation.

Hey.

Bad time?

Kinda, I think,

butI'mhere.

Do ya need something?

I need to ask you if there's a test that can be done.

- DONALD: What are you doing here? - MICKEY: I've come here to have a word with her,

and I'm gonna say exactly - what I came to say. - Out.

- You are an evil― - Out, out! That is enough! - You are an evil old bitch!

- Out of here now! Detective! Out! - And you are gonna rot in hell!

- You understand? - Enough! - 'Scuse me, Donald,

- take your hands off me! - Enough!

Aren't you gonna do something?

I'm not talking

to you, young lady.

What's going on?

I'll leave it to you to tell your son the whole story, Marion ― what you did to Naomi.

What's she talking about, Mother? Mum?

And the things you haven't confessed.

Whatever did happen to your husband?

Oh, Larry.

All those crumbs.

My almond cake.

Was it good?

What else tastes of almonds?

Don't be ridiculous.

Did you know human ashes can be tested for cyanide even after years?

We'll be in touch.

Here you go. Botanical, distilled - on the premises, you'll love it. - Thanks, and nice p

- Oh cheers. Yeah, we just took - it over. We've got big plans. - Oh, cool.

Mmm.

Very cool. Mmm.

Anais, hi.

Cody. Uh, this is me tapping you on the shoulder. Do you feel like a drink?

Yeah. Yeah, that sounds great. Oh, you mean now? Cos I'm actually at Gintopia if you wa

- Uh, no, no, no, I was thinking - the weekend. I'll call you. - I would like that.

You take care.

Hot date?

Good on ya.

Gift for a friend.

- You can't be in here. - No shit.

See, I lost my phone, which in my defence, not hard to do in your mum's massive fuckin' hou

You know there are five toilets in that joint? Five.

Anyway, when I finally found it, there are heaps of missed calls from you,

so I think, 'Must be something urgent',

- and I rush over here. - Kylie, you need to leave.

- No, no, no, no, no, no. Here's an idea. Maybe lock your bloody door. - I did.

I did.

Hey, what the fuck is going on?