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56, 57, 58.

59, 60... Oh!

Ah!
Oh!

No.

I put it to you, Mr Endicott,

that on the evening of September 17,
or thereabouts,

you murdered your wife,
Louise Catherine Endicott.

No. I did not.

Oh, no.
73, 74.

75, 76, 77.

78.

I also put it to you that,
on that same day or thereabouts,

you murdered your 4-year-old
daughter, Ruby Dawn Endicott.

Not true.

46, 47.

48, 49.

Shh-shh-shh.

I did not kill either of them.

No further questions.

The witness may now step down.

Liar!
- Murderer!

Lying bastard! Liar!
He's a murderer!

Settle down, please.
She was my daughter, you monster!

And Ruby, our grandchild!
Mrs Palfrey.

Our beautiful baby.
Mrs Palfrey, please.

She was just a little girl!

As floodwaters
continue to rise,

emergency services are on full alert

and residents in the area are being
urged to evacuate their homes.

In other news, a shock ending

to one of our most controversial
homicide cases today,

with Warwick Endicott acquitted

of the murders of his wife,
Louise Palfrey...

Tell me.
...and 4-year-old daughter, Ruby.

The decision has left
Crown prosecutors stunned and angry.

Informant and lead investigator
into the alleged killings,

Detective Senior Constable
Jennifer Mapplethorpe

refused to make any comment
after the verdict.

Mr Endicott is now a free man...
Matt, I...

Matt's gone home. You should too.

I can't believe he walked.

There'll always be cases
that get away from us.

What do we do, just deal with it?
That's all we can do.

The guy abused and
intimidated his wife,

and when she threatened to leave,
he killed her and their child.

That's the parents' take on it

but the evidence did not support it,
not enough.

Enough? What more did we need?

We needed the bodies, Jennifer.

It was always a risk going to
the jury without the bodies.

Yes, we thought
all the other evidence

was strong enough to secure
a conviction but we were wrong.

No, I was wrong.

I was the one pushing
to arrest Endicott.

No, it was a collective decision,
us and the DPP.

Go home and get some rest.

We need to focus on tying up
the Santorini case tomorrow.

At least we have a body on this one,
even though it is in bits.

Sarge, I'm gonna be late
in the morning.

I wanna talk to the Palfreys.

You think that's wise?
I think it's important.

OK, not too late, then.
We've got a full-on day tomorrow.

Thanks. Night.

Yeah, yeah,
innocent until proven guilty and all that,

but everyone knows the guy did it.

Well, the jury didn't agree.

Keep those calls coming, folks.

Warwick Endicott,
did he beat the system

or is he an innocent man unjustly...

Dennis, I just need
to talk to you, please.

How bloody dare... how dare
you even show your face...

Hey! Hey!
Don't be silly, I...

What are you doing? He should be
the one you 're restraining, not me!

Shut up!
I should kill you.

I would never hurt them,
you 've gotta listen to me, please.

Shut up, Endicott!
I didn't do anything!

You 're under arrest.

What are you charging him with?
Assault, resisting arrest, whatever.

Just take him in for me, OK?

Look, we all know you 're upset
about him walking but this is stupid.

He was harassing them.

He killed their daughter
and granddaughter,

then shows up here to rub their noses
in the fact he got off.

That's not what he says, Jen.

I need to get a statement
from these guys.

Are you gonna do what I ask or not?

You alright?
What do you think?

That bastard is out on the streets

and Louise and Ruby
are dead somewhere?

I'm sorry, we let you down.

You didn't let us down.
The system did that.

Look, if there's anything
I can do to help...

I'm sorry, it's a stupid offer.

There is. Find them.

Even if we find them, we couldn't...

I know he can't be tried again.
It's not about that anymore.

If you want to do anything for us,
Jennifer, find Louise and Ruby.

We need their bodies to bury.

That's all we want now.

I went to commiserate.
Dennis attacked me.

I don't want to make an issue of it.
Sit down.

Is this an interview?

No.
No.

It's a personal vendetta.

We shouldn't have let her do this.

It's her call.

This is a waste of time,
yours and mine.

I didn't kill anybody.
Sit down!

You killed your wife and child,
you wrapped them in plastic

and you took them somewhere
to get rid of them.

What did you do? Bury them?
I didn't kill anybody.

My wife left me and
took my daughter with her.

You told your neighbours
that she'd gone to her parents.

I thought she had. That's why
I kept ringing Dennis and Katrina.

You kept ringing to cover
your tracks. That's what they think.

The jury didn't.

What did you do
with the bodies, Endicott?

Weigh them down,
throw them in the Yarra?

Burn them? What?

Burning plastic is environmentally
irresponsible, Detective.

Think of the fumes.

All your in-laws want to do is bury
their daughter and granddaughter.

You can't be tried again.

Tell me where the bodies are.

At LEAST give them some closure.

You really think
I'm that stupid, Jennifer?

You think you 're untouchable,
don't you?

Well, you 're not, so you 'd better get
used to looking over your shoulder.

Sounds like a threat to me.

Wolfie's gonna bleed from the ears
when he finds out about this.

About what, Matt?

I'm going now, Detective.

You 'll become
my pet project.

Every couple of months or so,

I'll put your name through
all the databases,

see what you 've been up to.

One step out of line
and I'll be on your back.

And I'll keep doing that for as long
as I'm in this job - 20, 30 years.

Detective Mapplethorpe, a word.

Warwick Endicott
was found not guilty.

He is allowed to go where he wants,
when he wants

and talk to whoever he wants,

including his
deceased wife's parents.

They were fighting.
Assault is a legitimate charge.

Did you really believe that

Endicott was gonna reveal
the whereabouts of the bodies?

Or did you just think it was worth
blowing your professional integrity

for the sake of
giving him a hard time?

Sarge...

For the last time, it's over,
it is done, let it go!

And get on with
the rest of your work.

Right, we need to get this Santorini
matter locked down for the DPP.

Simon.
Thank you, Sarge.

Pathology have confirmed that the
victim was killed with a blunt instrument

and a chainsaw was used to remove
the head and the limbs.

Motive hanging together?

Well, the toddler touching theory's
looking solid

after medical tests on the child.

Someone was definitely interfering
with Santorini's nephew,

allegedly it was the victim,

which prompted Santorini's
little visit with the chainsaw.

Now, he probably got that
from his repair business.

It covers a whole range
of electrical tools.

We have an invoice for one
that Santorini had in for repair...

...at the time of the
murder, and if we can get a trace...

You really think
I'm that stupid, Jennifer?

Jennifer, you and Matt still have
time to track down this chainsaw

before close of play.

Sorry, Sarge. Yep.

Santorini's a killer too. You should
focus on him, not Endicott.

It's not that easy, Simon.

Endicott's not the first one
to slip through the net

and he won't be the last.

Yeah, great, that's great.

Yeah, looking forward to it.

OK, I've gotta go, Emma.
I'll see you on Friday. Ciao.

Got a concert coming up
on Friday night.

It's a big day. Let's follow up on
this chainsaw, then head home, huh?

Sure.
Afternoon, gentlemen.

Ciao.
See ya.

So what happened with Stanley
about you jumping Endicott?

I didn't 'jump' him, Matt.

He assaulted an innocent person
so I brought him in for questioning.

Then he slid out from under, again,

with Senior Sergeant Wolfe
greasing the wheels.

Wolfie's just trying
to look after you.

I can look after myself.
You reckon?

Hello, Jerry. Hello.

Hello. Mmm.

Taking more calls now

as public debate continues
over the Endicott murder trial.

Was the police handling
of the investigation inept?

This morning's poll
so far puts it at fifty-fifty.

What are your thoughts, John?

Definitely the fault
of the police.

They never had the evidence
to convict Endicott,

not without the bodies
of his wife and kid.

I'm a lawyer, and I know what I'm...

Jerry! Puss, puss, puss, puss!

Jerry.

Dolls.

Two of them - one big one,
one little one. Mother and child.

And you think he killed your cat?
I'm not sure.

But he is making fun of us, of me.

Matt, look - fur in the joint of
a cross, like hair in a door hinge.

Two females wrapped in plastic.

All elements from the original case.

You really need to tell Wolfie.

Forget it.
He already thinks I'm obsessed.

Anyway, we've gotta let this bastard
keep playing his games.

Why?

Because he's telling me things
in the process.

Like what?
It's obvious!

He's saying he's buried his wife
and his little girl somewhere.

He hasn't weighed them down
in the river,

or burnt them or destroyed them
somehow, he has buried them.

Jen, you really need to
tell Wolfie about this.

Matt, I mean it. Don't say anything.

Who's on coffee for
the Santorini debrief?

Must be my turn.
No worries.

What's that?

Nothing.

Oh!
Oh! Sorry.

What are you doing here?
Getting a coffee.

Getting a coffee,
am I supposed to believe that?

They do good coffee in there.
I like it.

Don't be paranoid.

Are you following me?

Paranoid.

I found your little present.

Sorry?

The dolls, I found them.
You know what I'm talking about.

I'm sure I don't.

You stay away from me, Endicott!

A long queue? Oh, great. So we
have to suffer caffeine withdrawal.

OK, Detective Joyner.

Now that we have the chainsaw,

and the traces of body tissue
and bone mulch

have been identified
in the chain housing,

I've been advised that Mr Santorini
is going to enter a guilty plea.

Why not? He's been done
like a dinner.

So, his lawyer wants to do a deal?

In exchange for the guilty plea,

the charge to be reduced
to manslaughter.

Manslaughter?

How can cutting someone up
with a chainsaw

be misconstrued as manslaughter?

The DPP have already agreed to it.

Spooked by the Endicott
acquittal, are they?

Mr Santorini will still do
plenty of prison time,

so your work won't go unrewarded.

Good job, Simon.

So, thank you one and all.
We can sign off on this one.

Are you gonna say something?
Something you wanna share?

No, Sarge.

Matt?
No. Nothing.

It's just that something's come up
with Warwick Endicott.

It sounds like
he could be stalking her.

I can't prove anything.
It's just a feeling, that's all.

What's he doing?
Burying things in her garden.

Like what?

Someone dumped some toys in
my garden, and my cat's disappeared.

That's all, OK?

Jennifer, are you sure it's him?

Not absolutely. No.

Except that he was downstairs

when I just went
to get the coffee before.

Did he say anything?
Nothing worth repeating. I left.

Did he threaten you,
try to intimidate you?

No, he was just... there.

Stalking you.
This wasn't a coincidence.

Matt, you come with me.
Fill me in on the details on the way.

I can deal with this.

Matt should learn
to keep his mouth shut.

He did the right thing.

You know, if Endicott
does have something...

I can handle Endicott.
Yeah, right.

That's why you look
so cool, calm and collected.

Dennis and Katrina Palfrey begged me
to find the bodies.

You didn't agree?
They need to bury them, Duncan.

And Matt of all people
should understand that.

This has got nothing to do with Matt.
It's you.

I watched that interview
with Endicott. You provoked him.

You wanted him to come after you.
That's crap, Duncan.

You need to know
when to call it quits, Jen.

Let Wolfie put Endicott
back in his box.

That's nonsense.
Why would I do that?

Well, you tell us.

I have no reason to be following
Detective Mapplethorpe.

I certainly have no reason
to frighten her.

She did her job, so did you.

Not well enough
or you 'd be inside right now.

The fact that I was mistakenly
charged is history now.

I was proved innocent.

Oh, no, you were found not guilty.
There is a difference.

Look, I've already been subjected

to Detective Mapplethorpe's
overenthusiasm once

since my acquittal.

She can't accept
that she's got it wrong,

so she's decided
to make trouble for me.

So, you 're not denying
talking to her this morning?

Of course not. Why would I?
I didn't do anything wrong.

What were you doing there?
Buying coffee.

I had to go to my accountant.

His office is a block away.

If you don't believe me, call him.

Mmm, we will.

Detective Mapplethorpe is
in the wrong here, not me.

She can be quite intimidating,
frankly.

Maybe I should be calling my lawyer

and getting a restraining order
taken out on her.

It would be a mistake, Mr Endicott,
for you to harass one of my members.

I can't stress that enough.

And I won't be threatened.
I can't stress that enough.

I think you should leave now.

He's lying again.

He's a very good liar.
His performance in court proved that.

And he's not content
with just beating the system.

No, he wants to
stick it to me as well.

Which is exactly
what you 're letting him do

because you 're emotionally involved
in the case.

I screwed it up.
He killed them, he got off.

Now he's thumbing his nose at us.

And there is absolutely nothing
I can do about it, Jennifer,

without any hard evidence.

Yeah.

Sarge.
Duncan, anything?

No go, Sarge. I spoke to
several neighbours in the area.

They don't remember seeing

anyone looking like Endicott
hanging around.

Hang on, you spoke to my neighbours?
Ah, yeah.

Look, I was discreet about it, Jen.
I didn't mention your name.

There was nothing that specifically
puts him at Jennifer's house?

Nothing.
Thanks, Duncan.

And Endicott's story about why he was
at the coffee shop checks out too.

He saw his accountant.
He'd even made an appointment.

That's not surprising.
He's meticulous.

So we've got nothing.

Any further incidents, Jennifer,
I want you to make clear notes,

try to get a witness,
mobile phone shot, something.

And talk to me straightaway.
Do not do anything on your own.

Is that clear?
Yes, Sarge.

Hopefully, now I've spoken to him,
he'll stop.

He won't. He's too arrogant.

And I don't want him to stop.
Sooner or later he'll make a mistake.

You think just because

you 're a member of the police force,
you 're safe, don't you?

You 're not. We're just
as vulnerable as anyone else.

And you 're right about Endicott -
he is strange and unpredictable.

Stay out of his face.

You 're going on stress leave.

Sarge, I...
No argument, Jennifer.

As of today. It's an order.

You 're off duty.

Stress leave?
Apparently.

For how long?
Until Wolfie says otherwise.

Maybe I have let Endicott push me
over the edge a bit.

I mean, if he has been following me,

then Wolfie's visit will probably
put him back in his box.

Let's hope so.
Yeah.

A few days off might do me good.
Might go and visit Mum.

So, I'll see you guys later.
Try to cope without me.

And enjoy the concert on Friday.

Stress leave? Yeah, right.

You don't think she'll let it go?

Nuh.

* I see
the bodies lined up endlessly

* Ooooh

* I have survivors to revive

* Woah-oh-oh

* I'm sick of feeling this way

* To my emotions... *

Stanley. They let me up.

I got your message.

This is the pressing case, is it?

Yeah. Mmm.

Like I said on the phone,
I expect to be working all night.

Again.

Linda...

You can bring the files home,
Stanley.

God knows you 've done it before.

But you don't wanna
be at home, do you?

This isn't a discussion
we can have here.

So, we could go
and get some dinner...

What the hell makes you think we
could do this over dinner, Stanley?

No, don't even start the car. Stop.

Listen.

Talk.

Do not make this more of the same.
I initiate things, you ignore them.

OK. Where should we start?

What about Joss McGovern?
Do you wanna talk about him?

Not so self-righteous now.

I get it. I talk, you walk,
is that it?

What, are you going to him, are you?
No, I am not going to him!

I don't care if I never see
Joss McGovern again.

This is not about him!
This is about us.

It's always been about us,
you and me!

And you thought having sex with
another man was going to help?

Explain to me, Linda, how this
equates with your religious beliefs.

You 're hardly one
to talk about faith.

You only use it when it suits you.
Don't you make this about me!

I'm not the one
who's been sleeping around.

No, you 're the one who'd rather

hide up in that office
than say something!

I was thinking about our children,

thinking about the fact we've been
married for 20-odd years.

Obviously none of that worried you.

Because it wasn't
about sex, Stanley!

It was about company.

Conversation. Attentiveness.

All things someone might want
from a normal relationship.

Don't try to dignify this, Linda.

You were sneaking around behind
my back, screwing another man!

I keep telling you
it was not about that!

But, as usual,
you are not listening!

It is about that for me.

Frankly, the thought of that man
putting his hands all over you...

...it disgusts me!

I'm going.

I'm going home to pack.

I'll take the girls to my sister's.

You just give me a couple of hours
and... we'll be gone.

And then it'll be safe
for you to go home.

The last time
we spoke to her

was on the afternoon of the 17th.

She said it was getting worse,
she was leaving.

She was going to get a divorce,
get away, her and Ruby.

I called her back the next night.

He said she didn't wanna talk to us.

We KNEW he was lying.

No, I wasn't!

What about your daughter's
medication, Mr Endicott?

What about it?
You cancelled it!

We spoke to the chemist.

I saw him in the street
and I told him that

the new medication for Ruby's asthma
should be arriving in a week.

And he said they wouldn't
be needing it.

Can you remember
the date of that meeting?

Yes. September 11.

That was a week before
your wife and daughter disappeared.

You were already planning
to kill them, weren't you?

No.

Then why cancel
the medication?

She'd told me she was leaving me
and taking Ruby with her.

I suggest you knew

your daughter wouldn't need
her new medication

because she'd be dead
and so would your wife.

If I killed them...

...then where are the bodies?

...then where are the bodies?

...then where are the bodies?

Oh, hi.

Tell me it wasn't you that

took the records of interview
without signing them out.

How did you find out?
I checked.

Wolfie will too, eventually.

Swap?

I photocopied
the trial transcript, as well.

When I came to Homicide,

Waverley told me women
think differently from men.

She told me to use that.

She didn't tell you
to disobey your boss's orders.

That's my job.

Endicott's playing with me
because I'm a woman.

But, as far as I'm concerned,

what he thinks is his advantage
is actually mine.

The guy was acquitted, Jen.

Yeah, but the evidence says
that he is guilty.

Well, the evidence was mostly
circumstantial, and you know that.

Yeah, the plastic, the hair...

The medication, the shoes.
I know it too. Circumstantial.

The shoes.
I haven't revisited the shoes.

Jen, Jen, there's no need
to be checking out the shoes again.

Yeah, but the combination of
the kind of clay and vegetation

gave us a possible search area
for the bodies.

Yeah, a thousand hectares
within the state forest

and the surrounding towns.

We couldn't even begin
to narrow it down.

But if we can narrow it down somehow

and find out where he went
in his car...

He didn't use his car.

The material from his shoes
wasn't found in his car, remember?

And that meant, if he did do it,
he had to have used a stolen car.

Or a hired one.
No, no, we went through all of that.

We did the rounds. We found nothing.

Then we're missing something
and we need to go over it again!

No, what we do
is I need to go back to work,

and you need to take the break
you 're supposed to be taking.

And you need
to get all this material back

before someone important misses it.

Look, Jen, I know
you wanna nail this guy

and I know you wanna
find those bodies.

But is it worth your life?

Because that's
what it could come to.

She's still doing
all the car rental companies.

Two days running?
We did them all last time.

It took three of us a week.
Yeah.

Well, she's doing them all again.

Any sign of Endicott?
Not that we've seen.

You covering everything OK?
Yeah, no problems.

You guys stay on her.

She's on the move again.

I'm good with faces,
especially pretty ones.

This guy is not pretty.

Early September.
Do you remember him?

Anything in it?

You mean a reward?
Or whatever.

Yeah, like you help, and in return
I don't get the Fraud Squad down here

to audit your books, check
the records of all your employees

and generally give you a hard time.

The photograph, sir.

Early September?

Yeah, he rings a bell. Maybe.
Don't try too hard.

You feed me any crap
and I'll send my mates down anyway.

No, no, for real. I served him.

I remember his eyes,
really piercing.

And he had a funny name. Hang on.

So how come you 're
remembering this now?

Why didn't you tell the other police
nine months ago?

Nine months ago?

I was in Bangkok with my mates
having a very, very good time.

Your guys spoke to Mario so...
See, here we go.

White HiAce van, September 17.
Returned September 19.

Jolyon Wainwright.
Told you he had a funny name.

Yeah.

Take another look.

What is the point
in photocopying hirer's licences

when you don't check the photo
against the face?

What's she up to now?

That's bloody Endicott!

If he's following her,
she must be onto something.

Definitely a van like this one.
He stopped to get petrol.

Except the signs were all covered up
with that brown packing tape stuff.

How did you know
it was a Rentareck van, then?

Oh, sticker on the fuel cap.

Driveway service, eh?
Oh, yeah.

We fill 'em up out here,
not like in town.

That's great. Thanks a lot.

Hey, matey, maybe I can help you
a little more.

The reason I remember

is I saw the van parked the night
before, when I was going fishing.

Oh, where?

It was in a picnic area by the road,
about 4 kilometres down that way.

Looks like she got a hit.

Go! Get out of the way!

Look, I'll find out
where she's headed, you call Jen.

Move this thing now!

You 've reached Jennifer Mapplethorpe.

Please leave your name, number
and a short message.

Jen, it's Matt.

Endicott is following you.
He's on your tail.

You 'll need more people up here
if you wanna find the bodies.

You can try calling
from your mobile

but I'll cut your hand off
before you get that thing out.

Does... does that apply to my gun?

You haven't got one.
You 're off duty.

You think I'm stupid?
No, I think you 're very clever.

Thank you.

So why don't you do the clever thing
now and tell me where they're buried?

You can't be tried again.
No.

Maybe I should do
the compassionate thing

and put poor old Dennis and Katrina
out of their misery.

What'll it cost you? Nothing.

Why should I care about their grief?

So where does that leave us?

You mean you?

It leaves you
in a great big hole all alone.

Pretty useful this thing.

The blade's big enough to dig with

which saves me having to retrieve
the shovel that I left with Louise.

What about your daughter?
Don't forget her.

I had no choice with that.

You really are too smart
for your own good, aren't you?

No, I'm not.

If I was, I would have found
this place before the trial.

They'll never find it now,
will they?

How do you think you 're gonna
get away with this?

They haven't found
my wife and daughter.

What makes you think
they'll ever find you?

If you kill me, you will have
the entire force hunting you down!

Really?

Well, who's gonna tell them it's me?

Surprise.

Do not tempt me.

It's OK, it's OK, it's over, Jen.
It's OK.

Endicott's in Interview One,
ready to go.

Thank you.

You OK?

Still haven't found them.

Could take forever in that bush.
I know.

But we have him now
on attempted murder.

It's not good enough.

They're still out there somewhere.
We have to find them.

We or you?

Jen, you don't have to
do anything else.

I can take the interview.
No. It's not finished yet.

Righto.

When you 're talking to your lawyer,

you might want to tell them
that we've done the maths.

Attempted murder, assault police,
stalking, threats to kill

should add up to...

What do you reckon, Duncan?
15 years at least.

So, off the record,

let's get back to that conversation
we were having in the bush

about bodies, about compassion.

What about it?
Well, things have changed.

If you tell us
where those bodies are,

there might just be
something in it for you.

What would that be?

Oh, 15 years could become...
10, maybe.

No way.
He deserves everything he gets.

There's every chance
I could get nothing.

Your story, my story.

What's to say you 're not just
making this all up?

You 've been pursuing
a personal vendetta against me.

This is just more lies.
We have the machete, with prints!

We have you following
Detective Mapplethorpe.

Oh, yeah, we got some
lovely photos of you.

You see, while you were following her,
we were following you.

There's dozens of uniforms
out there searching.

It's only a matter of time.

So, you can take us
to where those bodies are,

maybe save yourself a few years.

What's it gonna be?

I want it in writing
and I want a lawyer present.

And five years.

Not 10.

Why did you bury them like that,
with their arms around each other?

The pillows.

I wanted them to be comfortable.

There was a time when they loved me.

* When will these shoulders learn

* To carry this load?

* And when will these legs learn
to walk down this road?

* What can I see from here?

* More of these broken years

* And when will these ears learn
to listen instead?

* And when will this mouth learn
to check what it says?

* And what can I see from here?

* More of these useless fears... *

How did it go?

They've got what they need now.

A chance to cry.

I never said thanks to you guys
for being there.

Don't worry about it.

Maybe next time you 'll realise

you don't have to do this
all on your own.

Was it worth it in the end,

letting him off the hook like that?

It might be.

How?
He's a child killer.

Prisons are full of people like
Santorini that hate child killers.

Five years, that's almost
as good as a death sentence

if other inmates find out
what Endicott did.

And they will.

* It's getting hard
to make up my mind

* But I'm gonna make it through
this time. *