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Sarah?

Sarah!

Hey.

Jen?

What are you doing down here?

What's going on?

She's gone.

Who's gone? What are you talking about?

Henry? Don, Sarah's gone missing.

i need you to come and help me right now she's missing i need you to come and sit

with jenna while i search the property she can't be left on her own what's

wrong with jenna what's going on just please come yeah okay um

i'm on my way thank you

It's all right.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

We're here, little one.

I'll get it. You go down.

Sarah? Sarah? She's okay. She's okay. She's just drunk. She's passed out.

She's fine.

I'll get her out. I'll get her out. She's okay. Okay.

How was she in town?

I don't know.

We'll lose her.

The dead girl they found.

On the flyer, it's her, isn't it?

I'm not sure whether you understood.

As soon as I saw the flyer, I...

I... I

don't know what I thought.

Maybe I didn't want to remember.

When I woke up and Sarah wasn't there.

I thought maybe they'd come and taken her back.

They're bad people.

He's a drunk and she's a sinner.

She's better off with us.

We saved her from them.

We've set 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 is rent

Winter had called them and they were content Soon fast

asleep in their earthy beds The snow made a call from

it over their child

Okay.

That's her. That's her voice.

How do you know?

She was three years old the last time you heard her speak. She says it. She

also says she's been at a party and she sounds drunk.

So? So.

Last night was a free-for-all. I mean, it was crazy around here. You know, most

of the parents were at the vigil. The kids went crazy. There was...

Cars hooning, drunk kids tagging fences.

I mean, what do you think's more likely?

Mags suddenly popping up out of nowhere after 11 years or a prank call from some

shit-faced teen wanting attention?

What about CCTV?

Okay, there must be something in the area. Something nearby, in a shop,

traffic camera. Yes, but not covering the phone booth. Okay, let's talk about

the phone booth. What about fingerprints?

Constable Lewis had the booth dusted, at your insistence. Yes. And he found

nothing. He found nothing?

Don't you find that strange?

What I find strange is that my officers are taking orders from you. Well, if I

waited for you to give the order, it would never fucking happen. Ian, what do

you think this is, Ian? You think you're king shit? You can just come in here,

get away with anything because you're part of some country cop boys club

because you used to be the boss here, but you are not the boss anymore.

That's my job, Da. I can do it.

Da? Yeah?

Da, do you still love me?

I always will.

I'm so, so sorry.

I feel awful.

What can I do to make it up?

You know those, um, tulip bulbs we've been keeping?

Maybe we can plant them, eh?

Finish the rest.

How did you, um, know where to go? How did you know the way to town?

The family next door have a son.

Tommy.

Met up with him a couple times and he took me to a party.

A party?

I know you must be angry.

That friend of yours, Tommy, he put you in incredible danger.

I would prefer it if you did not see him again, please.

Why is it wrong for me to have a friend?

You know why.

People don't understand the way we live.

They'll try to break us up. But why?

Because those people are threatened by we who live right by the Lord. Who says?

I do.

Da,

who's Max?

I need to hear that name.

I read it.

On a piece of paper.

It felt like I knew it.

You would do.

Why?

Who is she?

A while ago in the town, a little girl went missing.

Everyone was looking for her. Your mother and I, we were very upset by the

story too.

We must have said her name in the house and it's stuck in your head.

What happened to her?

The little girl was murdered.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

The world is a wicked place out there.

Are you okay?

Yeah,

not a great night.

Not a great night.

Let me do it. I'll bring it in.

It's okay. It's okay.

Just... Thank you, Polly.

Thank you, Polly.

Polly, none of the call logs are where they're supposed to be.

It's all completely gone. Yeah.

We had a software update.

I don't know.

I can help. Thank you.

Loud music.

Cars parked across the driveway.

This is from one of the neighbors, so it's probably one of the houses next

door. That's the one.

Thank you.

Anytime.

Excuse me, fellas.

I hear there was a party here last night. Did I?

Any idea whose it was? Yeah, it was Charlie's.

I think there was a few dudes.

that went from the party over there, so... Good asking. Okay, thanks for your

help. Go on, ask him if you want.

Oi!

Charlie! Stop fucking looking at me!

He's off, you dickhead! Charlie, stop it!

Excuse me, are you Charlie?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

I don't know you. No, but I know you all know. Can I talk to you for a minute,

please? It's all right, mate, just stand up. You're not in trouble. Just stand

up. I want to talk to you about the party last night.

Looking for a girl who was 14 years old?

Blue eyes, fair complexion.

She was going by the name maybe Sarah or Mags.

How could I know?

Well, you might know because it was your party. That's why I'm asking you. I saw

a lot of girls at my party. Right, now I'm asking you. She was 14 years old.

She was drunk. She left at about 10.

You're nearly done.

Chill. I have to redo it.

Mate, have you seen this girl named Sarah or Mags? Oi, why are you walking

away? You're not in trouble. I'm going to get the fuck out of here. I don't

know who you're talking about.

Come back here, mate. I'm looking for a particular girl.

A 14-year-old girl. Hey, hey, listen to me, mate. Get the fuck away from me,

mate. What the fuck are you walking away for, hey?

Did you see her?

Who?

Who, you fucking deaf?

Sarah. Or Max.

Yeah, she was a fucking weirdo. You all right, Damo? You want me to call the

cops? Nah, it's all right. Did she do this to you?

Did you hurt her?

Did you hurt her? I didn't fucking hurt her.

All right? I didn't hurt her.

She was at the party.

Yes. Okay, okay.

I didn't hurt her. Who was she with? Okay. I don't know. You don't know who

she was with? No. Did she tell you where she lives?

Why would she?

Did you see her leave?

Yeah, I saw her leave. What did you see? What did you see?

She was walking down the main drag.

She went to the pay phone and she got picked up by a van.

Who picked her up?

I don't know. I don't know who picked. I don't know. It was dark. I was drunk.

Was she calling out for help? Was she struggling? What happened? No, man, no.

She got in the van on her own.

No one was forcing anyone.

Again, what was this van?

Describe the van. The colour, the make, the model?

Oh, I don't know, man. I was smashed.

I didn't see.

It was too dark.

Anything else? Any fucking detail? This is very, very important.

I don't know.

What's your name?

Damien. Damo. Damien Tully.

Damien Tully?

Yeah, Damo.

Okay.

Didn't rise properly.

Rubbish. I'll still have some.

Yum. It's delicious.

Have I been a good mother?

Yes.

The best.

Director assistance, what name please?

Hi, I'm looking for a Deborah Ridley in Port McKenna.

Deborah Ridley.

There's no listing for a Deborah Ridley, but we do have a Ridley's Flowers,

Homewares and Gifts.

Do you like that one?

Oh, just looking.

You know, this was my mother's favourite.

Like she did used to always say, that's not what a lady should keep her cat.

Just let me know if you need anything, okay? Thank you.

See you.

Bye.

Thanks for coming.

Of course, mate.

You all right?

Not really, man.

Okay.

I was just really, really closely on an old pub back there and, um...

Having a drink.

Right. Well, it's great that you didn't.

Ian, it's really great that you didn't.

Do you want to get to a meeting?

Maggie's alive.

What do you mean, mate?

She put in a triple zero call last night.

That I took.

It was just before 11. She was in that phone booth on Piper Street.

She was upset. She was, I think she was drunk. She was confused.

She didn't... She said to me...

I think my name is Mags.

And I've got a witness who saw her getting bundled into a van.

Are you sure, mate? It's her, Don. It is her.

Okay.

She's been here the whole time.

The whole fucking time.

Do you understand? And so has the sick fucking... The guy that took her has

been here.

For 11 years.

And that's why I can't drink.

Because I miss them.

I missed them by like, I don't know, minutes. And I can't do that again.

Hello? Can we, can we meet?

Meet you? Why?

It's just that, um...

Ian Ridley just says something very strange about his daughter, Mags.

Oh, yeah? What did he say?

He said that she called him last night.

From the phone booth where I picked up Sarah.

Hello?

Are you at your boat?

I can be.

Will I meet you there?

Sarah?

I'm going to have to go out too.

Okay. I've got schoolwork to do.

You can do that up in your room.

Why? Because I can't trust that you won't leave the house, that's why.

No, you can. I'll stay inside.

Let's move. You brought this on yourself. Let's go. Inside, please.

Up to your room.

To your mother's home.

I'm sorry, but that's the way it goes.

Thank you.

So Ian started asking questions, as you do, and at the end of the conversation,

she says her name is Mags. And you believe him?

Well, I mean, Ian's messed up, but he's not a liar.

So what do you want me to do about it?

I don't.

I'm... I'm just trying to understand what happened.

If it was Sarah who called Triple Zero, why would she do that?

And why would she say her name was Mags?

She was drunk.

She was drunk.

Yeah. Simple as that. Okay.

I mean, you of all people should know what that's like.

Okay, sure.

You know, some people, they might make some crazy conclusions here.

Like what?

Well, and I've never thought about this before, but Sarah and the

missing girl, they'd be about the same age.

And the photo of Mags, the ones of her as a toddler, the ones in the paper,

there are similarities between the two. You know Sarah's mine.

I called you the day she was born to tell you that you were an uncle. You're

too drunk to remember that.

No, I remember.

I remember.

But I was up north.

I was up north when she was born.

And I didn't meet her until, what, she was nine?

What are you saying? That I'm a kidnapper? That I abducted my own child?

Is that what you think? No, no. All I'm saying is we need to clear this up.

We should go to the police.

We could just explain to them what happened last night. We could just tell

them it was all a mix-up.

No.

We're not doing that. We're not going to police. That's not going to happen.

Well, can we just tell Ian?

He is...

Beside himself. He is distraught. We could just let him... We could let him

talk to Sarah and put his mind at ease.

That's not gonna happen either.

Henry, I respect you.

I respect the way you want to live all the way out there on your own.

But this is too much.

This is too much.

You don't want to talk to Ian.

Okay. But I have to.

This is what's gonna happen, Donald.

You're going to drop this.

Okay? You're going to drop it.

You don't know anything about Sarah or the phone booth at all and you're not

going to tell anyone about Sarah or the phone booth. No one.

Not the police and not your best mate Ian Ridley.

Why not?

Why wouldn't I do that, Henry?

if we lose zero it'll kill us it'll destroy

us it'll destroy jenna

jesus christ you

know if you care about jenna in the way that you say you do if you care about us

then you go back to not knowing anything about this at all

Please.

Sarah? Sarah?

What do you want? I'm up here.

You weren't at the treehouse.

Go away.

You can't be here.

Well, I saw both the cars are gone, so I figured it was okay for me to come over.

Can you please just leave?

I, um... I brought you some mouse bones.

Now who's the weirdo?

Okay, I'll just, uh, throw them out then, eh?

I'm locked in my room.

Are you?

Because of last night.

Why else?

Kitchen window's open.

There's a key with a ribbon by the back door.

When we accept Jesus into our lives, we enter a relationship.

And like any relationship, the obligations are going both ways.

Sarah? Are you up the stairs?

Uh, yeah.

Turn left. Look along the wall.

There's a lot of wall.

Look for the bit with the ribbon on it.

On the left side, hip height, there's a keyhole.

Bye.

Hi. It's a nice room.

Thanks.

Why did you leave me at the party?

I didn't.

You're the one that went off with Damo.

I looked for you. Well, I looked for you too.

You gonna come in?

What are these?

Bugs.

I get them from the garden.

Do your parents lock you up a lot?

This is the first time.

I think.

You think?

What?

Have you ever been drunk?

Yes.

Did you remember stuff that never really happened?

What, like...

Hallucinating. No.

But, I mean, if you're pissed enough, then maybe.

Last night, I thought I remembered things about the girl on the flyer that

I showed you.

Mags.

The old guy that was looking for you.

He said the name Mags, too.

What old dude?

He was at the skate park.

He was hassling Charlie and Damo. He was asking questions about the party.

He said he was looking for Sarah and then Mags.

Why would anyone be looking for me?

Why would anyone be looking for Mags? She's dead.

I don't know.

I need to see that flyer again.

I can get one for you.

But what is it going to prove?

I just need to see her face.

But what do we offer up to our creator?

It used to be sacrifices, mortification of the flesh. Those things are out of

fashion.

Da's home. Go, lock me in. Hurry. Meet me at the treehouse tomorrow, okay?

Okay, okay.

um um

Jen?

Jenna?

Jen?

You at home?

Wait.

Hedda?

Is your mother back?

Not yet.

What have you been doing since I left?

No, just doing my English lesson.

Good girl.

I'll just be downstairs.

Okay.

I'm so sorry, but I feel I let you down, sweetheart.

That little homemade crib that your dad made.

Do you remember?

You were too little.

Jenna.

Jen.

Jenna.

And it all went wrong.

I want what's mine.

What? You've got everything that you need up at the house. It's all yours.

No, I want my grief and I want my guilt.

Yeah.

Okay.

I love you, Jan.

I love you.

Can we talk about it up at the house?

Have a nice cup of tea and talk about it.

Sarah?

Yeah? Where are you going?

Why? You've got your boots on. Where are you going?

To my treehouse.

Your mother's unwell, I have to... I'm gonna need you to clean your kitchen

instead, please.

No, that's not fair.

What are you going to your treehouse for?

You only see your friend.

Are you going to see your friend?

Get inside, please.

Inside.

No, Darth, you can't.

You were at my house yesterday.

No, I wasn't. Don't lie to me. I'm not lying. Don't lie to me!

Sarah's got a message for you. She doesn't want you to come to this

treehouse anymore. She's sick of your lies and so am I, to be honest. So

you're not going to come here again, okay?

Okay?

If you do, you can be in very deep water.

I don't know.

How am I supposed to know if it's her?

You just need to concentrate on the sound that you can hear, okay?

And what she says after that.

It's, uh, Maggie.

Dad, I'm coming.

It's all background noise. She's not exactly speaking into the receiver.

Here's the best I can do.

I still can't make out what you're saying.

There's nothing else I can do, man.

It's just... Stop, stop, stop.

Take that back ten seconds and turn it up. All the way up, all the way up.

Again, again.

Hello, mate.

Hey, Donny, how are you?

I'm good. How are you?

Yeah, I'm not doing too well, actually, mate. I was just making sure you're

going to this meeting this morning.

Oh, yeah, um... Yeah? I was supposed to be chairing that.

No, no, that's why I'm calling.

I'm not feeling great, so I might give it a miss.

Really?

Well, that's okay, mate. I can come to you if that's all right.

Come to me?

Yeah.

Um... Donny, I'm not doing well, man.

I'm literally sitting across the road from a bottle shop, okay?

Uh, okay.

I'll, uh, I'll meet you at the church hall.

Okay.

Okay. Thanks, mate. I appreciate it. Of course.

Yeah.

Thanks.

All right, thank you.

All right, guys, great work. Keep on coming.

Keep on coming. Keep on working it.

Hey.

We're just, um, just wrapping up.

Am I too late for a share?

Uh, can I wait till next time?

No, I don't mind hanging around.

Mary wants a share. You want a share?

Yeah. Is that all right?

Do you guys mind? No one minds.

Yeah. All right, guys.

Ian's just going to have his share, guys.

It's all right, mate. I've got a car. No, it's okay. It's all right. It's all

right. Hey, you're all right.

Gay and alcoholic.

So, yeah, the fellowship saved my life.

And I think that's because...

I can't lie to myself in front of all of

you.

Because you've all heard every lie that an alcoholic tells himself.

Yeah. Absolutely, yeah.

So that's really why this works, isn't it? It's the honesty.

Critical, mate. Yeah, mate.

Trust you all.

Mate,

I've got your back.

Yeah. Thanks. Well, yeah, that's what I thought too until today

when I found out that,

Somebody that I depend on, someone that I look up to,

has been lying to me.

And I keep asking myself, why

would he do that?

Why would someone that I love

Lie to me about something so important

That's

what I want to know And that's what I'm gonna find out

done done done done