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(people chattering and laughing)

(gentle music)

- Now, ladies and gentlemen!

Song sing a song, song.

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ And so say all of us ♪

- Hip, hip! - Hooray!

- Hip, hip! - Hooray!

- Hip, hip, hip, hip, hip, hip!

(cheering)

- There she blows! - I'm not drinking that!

- Yes, you are, mate.

All right!

Now listen up, everybody!

(laughs) A toast to Jenny!

To Jenny!

- Alistair. - Jenny, darling.

- Alistair.

Alistair, settle down come on.

- [Alistair] Jenny!

Jenny. - Dad.

Stop it. - I'm down.

I'm settled down. - Dad, dad.

I can't handle this.

- You're not going. - Yeah, I am.

- You're not going! - Alistair, stop it!

Let her go! - Jenny!

- Dad, let go! - You're not going, Jenny!

(tense music) - Let me go!

- You're not going now! - Stop it!

- Let go of me! - Stop it, let go!

- Jenny!

Come here, Jenny! - Just let it go, mate.

Let it go.

Al.

- What are you looking at?

(dramatic music)

Hip, hip hooray!

(water sloshing)

(floorboards creaking)

(door creaks)

(floorboards creaking)

(dramatic music)

(flare fires)

(flare hissing)

(gentle music)

(bright music)

- Hi. - Hi.

- Forensics just need a bit more time.

They're grabbing some samples from the boat.

- Oh, right. - Oh, great.

So we can't go on yet?

- No, I'm afraid. - Oh, that's good.

- Do you want to call Jess, darling?

- No, no, no, the tablet should kick in.

I'll be fine.

- Because Charlie gets a little bit seasick.

(Charlie sighs)

- We're on the pier.

- I know, but it's swaying a bit, isn't it?

It's swaying, darling, isn't it?

- Have you tried ginger?

- Yeah, yeah, I tried ginger, yeah.

Actually, low level ambient noise is supposed to be good,

so just tell us what happened.

- Jennifer Travers, 22, shot with a flare gun.

Time of death roughly between midnight and 1:00 a.m.

Phosphorous burning her insides.

(Nicola groans) An awful way to go.

Yeah, at the moment we're pretty certain

it was her father, Alistair.

He's being questioned as we speak.

- Her father?

- Yeah, they had a fairly violent

argument earlier that evening,

and CCTV camera caught him walking along the pier

towards the boat at 11:50, leaving at 12:10.

No one else came through.

- Right, so what did they argue about?

- Well, we're still taking statements from witnesses,

but it was supposed to be a celebration.

Dad's a heavy drinker, suffers from blackouts.

Says he can't remember a thing.

- Jennifer Travers she's just come back

from that around the world voyage thing.

- Yeah, that's the one.

That's the one.

She followed the same route

as Charles Darwin's original Beagle.

Five years it took him.

It only took her one.

Wow, he must be sick.

He usually chimes in by now.

- No, no, I'm fine.

"Five years," I heard you.

Actually, I just wanna go back on land for a moment.

- Call Jess, sweetie.

- Yeah, I'll give her a ring.

- Oh, well, I get to brief you one on one.

- So, did the flare gun come from the boat?

- Yeah, it looks like a heat of the moment,

first thing to hand sort of crime.

- [Nicola] So what's going on here?

- There was a lot of water on the deck when she was found.

- What, so you're thinking the killer swam over?

- Maybe.

Apparently, Jennifer was a swimmer so it's probably her.

- No, no, why would she get on from this end?

That doesn't make any sense.

That end's much easier.

You have to be quite strong to haul yourself up here.

Though, of course, you wouldn't be captured

by the security cameras over there.

- Yeah, well, we're checking that.

I can give you a hand if you like

if Charlie's not up to it.

- No, no, we'll be fine.

Thanks, Pete.

(gentle music)

- All right, boys, thanks.

(groans)

- Hi, need a hand? - Hi, darling.

No, we're good.

- Maybe you should stay on the pier

and use a very long handled mop.

- Jess, Jess, you won't get anywhere in life

unless you challenge yourself.

Distraction is the key.

I mean, look at this joinery.

It's just brilliant, isn't it? Really, exquisite.

- What an amazing adventure.

You should really think about doing something like this, Jess.

- Logbooks are missing.

- Peter probably took them.

- I see she didn't take exactly

the same route as Charles Darwin.

Look those dates are interesting as well.

- Mm.

This must be her dad.

They look really happy.

(boat creaking)

- I'll just take this bag up.

- Hang on there's nothing in that yet.

- [Mai] Excuse me?

Excuse me?

Hi.

- Oh, hi. - I was just

wondering how long you were gonna be.

- I just need to lie down.

- Haven't got your sea legs yet?

Took me a couple of years.

- I don't think mankind was meant to float

on the surface of the ocean.

It's just a theory I have.

- Look, I was hoping you were gonna be finished

by the time Jennifer's father got back.

I don't want him to see it like this.

- Jennifer's father's coming back to the boat?

- Yes.

- (sighs) Okay.

Well, we're gonna be a while.

It's gonna take a while to clean.

- Would you mind if I grab Jenny's logbook?

It meant a lot to her.

- Well, the police have already taken that, I think.

It's not there.

- Okay, well, if you need anything,

why don't you head up to the Marine Supplies.

That's us.

Send your invoice to the business address.

- Thank you, Mai?

(dramatic music)

- Chaka Khan, think quick, sweetie.

You're looking better.

- Well, distraction is the key.

- I get that I just want you to take a look at the letters.

- Yes, okay, I will.

- [Mai] We've got some letters from Alistair

and also from Trent.

- Right, okay.

Thank you, we'll take them into consideration.

- [Mai] You do that.

- You guys done?

- Yeah, just about.

- So, what's the deal with Alistair's wife?

Well, I'm back on land so my powers have returned.

- Well, she didn't realize we had already released him.

And he didn't come home.

- Alistair's been released?

- Yeah, for now.

We'll get another statement

from him tomorrow after he sobers up.

He can't remember a thing from last night.

- What are those?

- Jennifer's letters. (sighs)

There's a few from the ex,

most of them from her dad.

Mai reckons that it proves that Alistair's innocent.

- The ex?

- Yeah, Trent.

He belongs to the club,

runs sailing classes for Alistair.

- Why did they break up?

- (scoffs) Why does anyone break up?

- Because people do weird things when they break up.

- Look, this one doesn't need

any Buchanan magic to solve, okay?

The ex has alibied.

We've almost got what we need on the father.

No, famous five stuff, okay?

- Famous five?

- "Woof," said Timmy?

- Woof!

(dramatic music)

So do you want to turn on the hydroxyl generator

because you've never done it before?

- Yes, please, I'm dying to.

- Great, well, knock yourself out, kid.

- Remember, you've gotta set it to six,

and make sure the extraction vent's pointed away from your face.

- Yeah, Janine tried it once.

She got too close almost ripped her lip off.

- Well, it's the danger that makes it exciting.

- Mm. - So.

- She's growing up, isn't she?

- Certainly is.

How old is she now, anyway,

in Earth-years, do you think?

- Sorry, is it okay if we put these on the deck?

- Oh, God, of course.

- Thanks.

I'm Claire.

That's Trent.

It's not often you get that kind of kindness

from the police.

- No, actually, we're not the police.

- No, we're the cleaners.

- (sobs) He was no worse than usual.

And he loved Jenny.

He wouldn't.

Alistair was kind of like my own father.

- Do you know what they were fighting about?

- Claire.

I've got to reschedule the lessons for tomorrow.

So, why don't you take a taxi home, huh?

I'll finish up here.

- Bye.

- Wow.

- An awful lot of people seem to passionately believe

that Alistair couldn't have done it.

- Why don't we pay a visit to "Beach Haven Marine Supplies"?

- [Nicola] "Proprietors Alistair and Mai Travers."

(humming funky song)

- Well.

I pressed the button.

It was like a dream that wouldn't end.

- Great. - Great.

- What's happening?

- Nothing. - Nothing.

- Where are you going, what are you doing?

- Nothing, we're not doing anything.

- Just the invoices. - Just doing the invoices.

It's boring, administrative.

Nothing, you're not interested.

(dramatic music)

(bell dings)

(bird squawking)

- Hello?

- Hello? - Hello?

- [Alistair] We're closed.

- Oh.

- Hi. - Hello.

Hi, sorry, we're not actually customers.

We're the cleaners.

- We're still closed.

- We just wanted to drop off our invoice.

So.

Just there.

- Personal touch. (sighs)

You don't get that a lot these days.

- We're very sorry about your daughter.

- [Charlie] Yeah, we have a niece about the same age.

- Yeah.

Oi.

(sighs)

- Thank you. - Thank you.

That's very nice of you.

Oh.

- Cheers. - Jennifer.

- [Alistair] (groans) Don't feel obliged.

I'll have them if you don't.

- Oh, no, we.

- Thank you. - Lovely.

- Thanks.

So, that's that's from Jenny's trip.

- That's a web thingy they made her do

for the sponsorship deals,

you know, weekly updates, videos, sort of things.

- That's a great photo.

- I love it.

That's the essence of Jenny.

She thought she looked fat.

- She liked it enough to put it up in her cabin.

- No.

No, not that one, love.

Must be a different photo.

There's just that one.

You know, and this one.

I meant to give that to her last night.

To apologize.

(gentle music)

- What happened?

- I can't bloody remember.

(somber music)

- You know perhaps Jenny didn't accept the apology,

and things got ugly.

- No.

No, if Jenny rejected the apology,

why would she put up that photo?

- Well, what makes you think she put it up?

- Whoever did kill Jenny didn't use the pier though.

Because if they did, they would have been seen

by that camera that captured Alistair.

It's one big bag of strangeness, Charlie.

They're house keys, darling.

- Are they? - Mm.

Oh, right, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know, I don't think either of us should be driving after that rum.

- Chaka Khan? - Mm?

- You look nice.

- You look nice, too.

- [Nicola] Mm?

(sultry music)

- Hi, guys.

Oh, my gosh, the islands here are so amazing.

I just had no idea.

- See, sweetie, the photograph of Jennifer,

and Alistair isn't up during the trip at all.

But it is now, I think, Alistair's telling the truth.

- Maybe I'll put my MBA on hold and go traveling.

What do you think?

- Whatever you wanna do, sweetie.

- Yeah, Jess, there's only so much you can learn

about the world from books.

- [Jess] Oh, is that the girl?

- Mm, yep.

She single-handedly sailed around the world.

It's pretty amazing.

- I've never, ever felt this alone before,

and I really miss the bay breeze.

- I don't think I could handle the solitude.

- You spend a lot of time in your room by yourself.

- No, no, I sneak out a lot.

- What's this on her face, do you think?

- Shaving cut?

- You should try hitchhiking through Russia.

That'd be fascinating I'd love to do that.

- Wow, Rio is even more beautiful than what I thought.

It's magical.

When I sailed in and the sun rose up behind

Christ the Redeemer, it was breathtaking.

- That cut's still there. - That can't be right.

- No, no, see.

- No, darling, no, the Christ the Redeemer statue

it's built to face the rising sun.

You can't rise the sun behind it.

- You wouldn't get that wrong if you were actually there.

(dramatic music)

- Whoo!

(sighs)

- She's lying, all right,

and not just about Christ the Redeemer.

- This is a dream come true.

- These videos are fake.

- I've waited my whole life for this.

(birds chirping)

(door slams) (bell chimes)

- Hey.

- Did you watch the videos?

- Most of the night.

- So, they're fakes, aren't they? - Some of them, yeah.

- According to the date on those videos,

that scratch on her face was there for six months,

and her hair never changes or grows.

- Do you want to order something? They get funny kind of here if you don't.

- I'm fine, thanks.

- Could we get a couple of rum balls?

Thanks.

Okay.

Yes, she probably didn't go where she said she went.

You asked for this.

- Thank you.

- You didn't get it from me.

- Is that the logbook from the case?

- Yeah. - Fantastic.

Thank you, Peter.

- Charlie.

If anything, it gives Alistair more motive to kill her.

- How so?

- Well, she had a pretty big sponsorship deal

if she completed the voyage.

But Alistair's company underwrote the initial cost,

so if the sponsors found out she was faking it,

he'd lose a lot of money.

- What about the ex-boyfriend, Trent? Because he's mentioned a few times.

- Yeah, and a dozen other people.

- Ah-ha, I see what St. Helena.

This is where she comes unstuck in my view.

Mauritius to Madagascar she makes pretty average progress.

Madagascar to Durban to Port Elizabeth to Cape Town,

or Kapstadt as it's known in Afrikaans very, very slow.

But then she hits St. Helena,

named after St. Helena of Constantinople,

and discovered by the Portuguese in 1503.

To get to the South Atlantic at that speed,

she must have been behind the wheel

of Douglas Campbell's Bluebird.

I mean, in the winter months, fair enough,

but in the summer when the trade winds

are at their weakest, no freaking way.

- Yeah, that that's exactly our thinking.

- Thanks.

So, she must have wanted someone to think she was somewhere she wasn't.

- Frightened by the angry ex-boyfriend?

- Or father, who paid for the trip.

- Or the angry ex-boyfriend.

- Mm. - Yeah.

- I'll check the ports.

Where are you off to?

- Some sailing lessons. - Sailing lessons.

- Thank you.

(bell chimes)

- Maybe she was scared of Trent.

He seemed quite intense yesterday.

Don't you think it was quite odd?

- Yeah, but he's got an alibi.

- [Nicola] Alibi-schmalibi.

- Yeah, good point.

I hadn't considered that.

- Can I help you?

- Oh, hi.

We were looking for the lessons.

- Trent's down by the pier.

He's taking a lesson with Claire.

- Oh, good, good.

Have you been swimming in the bay?

I didn't even know that was legal.

- Well, it's not advisable.

It keeps me fit.

- Very good, well, sorry, what was your name?

- Louis. - Louis.

Thanks for your help, Louis.

- Thanks.

(gentle music)

- [Claire] Can you just grab on to the lifeline?

- Okay. - Great.

- Are you okay?

You look a bit peaky.

Seasick?

- Yeah, a little, a little, yeah.

- My advice, squid in brine.

- Really? - Sounds pretty rough,

but you'll find it's hair of the dog.

- I think I'd prefer hair of the dog.

- That thing you're playing with, Charlie, is called a cam cleat or a jam cleat.

- Right. - Never leave it released

because under full sail.

- Right.

- You should know how dangerous it is.

- No, no, that'll come in very handy one day, I'm sure.

- Come here, I'll show you how to operate the tailing winch.

- Sure, sure yeah, yeah, yeah.

- You guys make a really good team.

- We've been talking about doing a trip,

like maybe up to Hamilton Island.

- Sounds serious.

- It's been eight months and two weeks.

- Oh, right.

- What?

- Oh, nothing.

- No, what?

- Just Trent and Jennifer were were they?

(laughing)

- Trent and Jennifer were over

like a long time ago before she left.

- Right.

- What on Earth gave you that idea?

- I don't know.

I'm sorry, just I'd heard, stupid.

- They were just meant to be friends,

but we're much more than that.

But we were still her allies.

- Allies?

So, who was the enemy?

Well, in Jenny's mind, Mai.

- Mai, Alistair's wife, Mai?

- Mm, more like a wicked stepmother.

She got Alistair's power of attorney

about the same time that Jenny left.

Because Alistair was you know.

(tense music)

- I'm telling you, Charlie,

it's like she's under Trent's spell.

She couldn't stop checking to see if he was listening.

I think she knows something.

What about you did you find out anything?

Are you all right?

- It was rough out there,

but, you know, I held it together.

I only had to eat three squid.

- Oh, darling, are you sure you wanna do

the actual sailing part?

- Would it involve any more than we did on the?

- Well, we'd probably have to leave the harbor.

Right, you relax.

I'll get the hydroxyl generator.

- No, you know, if I'm gonna beat this thing,

I'm gonna have to grow some sea legs.

(groans)

- No, darling, darling, distraction's the key.

Distraction. - Distraction.

- Okay, Claire.

Claire seemed very definite

about Trent and Jennifer being over.

But what if Trent didn't think so?

What if he's desperately waiting for Jennifer to return,

and then when she does she rejects him again?

(boat creaks)

- I think. - No, no, no, okay.

Senses. - Other senses?

- Smell.

(sighs) Smell that.

- Mm. - Yep, that's good.

That's good, that's a good distraction.

Look at the joinery. - Noise up, down, up, down.

- Wait a minute the sunlight is different than it was.

(soft knocking)

See, that's weird that's a false bottom.

(Nicola chuckles) Darling.

- Sorry.

- It's a smuggler's hold, I think.

Twenty kilos of Columbian spliff in here.

(dramatic music)

- (gasps) Hello.

- And good evening.

Care for a sandwich?

- I think I would.

(dramatic music)

Charlie, a hospital ID bracelet.

She wasn't alone.

That's why she faked the videos.

She had a baby.

- Lucy Travers a name and a date,

but no name of the hospital.

- Yeah, I can read.

Thanks, Charlie.

It would help us explain why she faked her videos.

- Yes, the birth was 11 months after she left here.

- So, the solo voyage, technically not solo.

- Which wouldn't sit so well

with the boyfriend she left behind.

- Ex-boyfriend.

- What if Trent was waiting for Jennifer to come home,

and then when she finally did,

he finds out she had a baby with someone else.

You know, he could've gone crazy,

swum over to the boat to avoid the cameras and killed her.

- We're gonna have to talk to everyone again.

Still keeps Alistair firmly in the frame though.

- He's her father.

What about the baby Lucy?

- Yeah, we'll check the hospitals and adoption centers,

but where do you start?

I mean, there must be a thousand possible places

where she could have had that baby. - Millions.

- Billions.

- All right, I'll check it out.

- It's not Alistair there's no way.

- Yeah, but his amnesia means he can't deny he did it

or admit it if he did.

- Well, maybe we could help him with his amnesia.

- A dysfunctional hippocampus and limbic system

makes the brain one of the most difficult organs to stimulate.

We can't just hit him on the head with a shovel.

No, Nic.

No.

(bar patrons chatting)

(door creaks)

- Alistair.

Hi.

We just wanted to have a quick talk with you.

Just wanted to ask you some questions

about the night that Jenny came home.

- When she sailed into port,

do you remember if she was wearing a life vest?

- What?

Yeah, I suppose.

- What else was she wearing?

It's important.

- She was done up, all done up,

make-up, dress, etcetera.

Irritated me.

- And who greeted her first?

- Look, I don't know where you're going with all this stuff.

- Alistair, just trust us.

- I did.

- And she was wearing makeup?

- Yeah, and,

perfume.

- Was it this?

(gentle music)

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- [Nicola] When did you next smell it?

It was on the wharf, after the speeches,

then on her boat.

We hugged.

I smelt it.

I gave her the photo.

Then, she smiled.

Then I went to a dive bar in the city the Duncan, I think.

I did!

I went to the Duncan.

That's a 24-hour joint.

I couldn't have killed her.

I was happy.

You know, Jenny's back.

She had a.

- A baby.

(gentle music)

Okay, great.

Thanks, Pete.

Bye.

Sweetie?

- Yes, darling?

- Good news or the bad news?

- Well, mix them together so I can't tell.

- Okay, it's all legit.

Alistair was at the Duncan just like he said.

He's got loads of happy witnesses,

given he was shouting drinks until dawn.

A lot of drinks, apparently.

- See, alcohol can be a good thing.

- I know. (laughs)

Yeah.

And Trent can't swim.

- He teaches sailing.

- I know, but with Alistair out of the picture,

the police realized the killer had to have swum to the boat.

They questioned Trent,

and he can't swim a stroke.

- I suppose Lord Nelson couldn't swim.

- And he can't be the father of the baby either.

He doesn't even have a passport.

He can't have gone to see Jenny.

- Well, she couldn't have sailed back here to Australia,

given we know where she did get to that would be impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

- Yeah. - Well.

I'm off to expand my horizons.

The university's temperance society

is doing a nothing and cheese night.

So, don't wait up.

(door creaks)

- I might make her a little outfit, you know,

something a little bit more cheerful.

- That'd be nice, a lovely idea.

Beautiful.

- So, any luck finding out where baby Lucy was born?

- Well, given most of the videos are recorded below deck,

even the ones that might be real

don't give away her position.

- So, if she faked parts of the trip

that's the end of the sponsorship deal.

- Dad would have ended up having to pay the bill.

- Yeah, I wonder how his young wife felt about that?

- It says on the door they're open.

- Yeah.

All right, sweetie, I think now might be

a good time for me to have a little look-see.

- Oh, yeah, sure, sure.

- You'll keep an eye on things down here.

- Absolutely, yep, I'll keep guard.

(gentle music)

Honey, honey sweetie, just make sure

you put everything back the way it was

because they can tell if anything is out of order.

(air hissing)

- What are you doing? - Hello, Mai, how are you?

Lovely, to see you again.

Charlie we met at the pier,

and this is my beautiful wife, Nicola.

- Hello, darling, hello.

- What are you doing?

- We just dropped in. - About the invoice.

- To get an estimate.

- About when you might be able to pay.

- On an invoice that you handed in,

what, yesterday at the earliest?

- Yes, that's right, yes, that's the one.

- So, you clean for the police?

Are you investigating for them, too?

(sighs)

What am I?

The wicked stepmother?

Been talking to Claire, have you?

- Well, Nicola. - Or is it because

I look after Alistair's bookkeeping,

and we stand to lose everything

because of that silly girl of his?

Both?

This place has been running at a loss

long before Alistair and I got together.

We live off my money and my investments, okay?

- Right.

- I don't know who killed Jennifer,

and I can't even guess.

But I know it wasn't Alistair,

and I'm damned sure it wasn't me.

- I was so sure it was her.

I feel terrible.

- Well, whoever it was who killed Jenny

couldn't have walked past that camera.

- No more jumping to conclusions, Charlie.

I mean it.

- So, whoever it was must have swum.

- Well, the only really good swimmer we know about

is that Louis guy.

I reckon he did it.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

(door creaks) - La, la, la.

(giggles)

Hi, hi.

I just wanted to let you know that I'm safe,

and I'm sound, and I'm home.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

(furniture clattering)

Fine, it's all fine.

(Jess laughing)

Yeah.

You shut up.

- It's probably just a phase.

I wanted to be a nun when I was her age.

I had the brochure and everything.

- Really, you would have made a fantastic nun.

- Oh, thank you, darling.

It would have been lovely and peaceful in a convent.

All those gardens to pray in.

- (claps) Hang on a sec.

Hang on a second.

Fizzy, Fizzy.

This videotape recording by Jennifer is,

I think, a secret message.

- I feel like I've made a really big mistake.

I've never, ever felt this alone before.

And I really miss the Bay Breeze.

But today is a good day,

because I'm excited as I approach Dina Arabi.

I can kind of feel my happiness growing

maybe from about 20% to 57%.

- Okay, Bay Breeze, that's Louis' boat.

So this is a message to meet him.

- Mm-hmm, Dina Arabi is the old name for Mauritius.

20, 57?

20, 57.

Twenty degrees latitude and 57 degrees longitude

are the coordinates for the capital of Mauritius,

- Port Louis. - (gasps) No.

- Named after King Louis XV, who was allergic to yogurt.

- Oh. - Yes.

Now, she docked there on February 15th last year,

and the date on the hospital bracelet

was exactly nine months later.

(gasps)

- So, if it was Louis, and we think it was,

and then he found out that she had a child,

and then gave it away.

We need hard evidence that Louis went to meet her.

- Yes, we're not gonna be able to do this alone.

(toilet flushing)

(Jess giggles)

- I hope this is worth me abandoning my degree.

- It totally will be.

- Yeah, it's nice to do some things as a family, I think.

Hello, Louis.

- Hey. - Hi.

- How you going? - Oh, very well.

- If you're here for the sailing lessons, you're a bit overdressed.

(laughs)

- No. - No.

I'm Jessica Chalmers.

I'm the Toxi-Clean regulator.

I'm here to assess the boat that was cleansed.

Is this the boat? - No, no, Miss Chalmers.

The boat is just there.

- Louis, when we do a clean,

we have to allow the.

- Toxi-Clean regulator.

- Toxi-Clean regulator to assess our work

and ensure that it is actually.

- Cleansed.

- [Charlie] And free of toxicity.

- Right.

- Are you the owner?

- Caretaker.

- Well, can we get a move on because I'm a busy woman.

- Righto, I'll just get the keys.

- [Charlie] Thank you, Louis.

- [Nicola] Thank you.

- So, what do you need, 20 minutes?

- Yeah, 20 to 30 would be ideal.

- Right.

All right, so, we'll distract for 20 minutes.

- We'll distract him in there?

- Do you need 30? - Thirty minutes?

What are we gonna do for 30 minutes?

I'm supposed to inspect that boat for 30 minutes?

(voices overlapping)

- The Toxi-Clean regulator like that you'll do it.

- For five minutes.

- Shut up.

Oh, thanks, Louis.

- Charlie, if you could take Ms. Chalmers through our work,

I might utilize the ladies, if you take my meaning.

- Absolutely, absolutely.

This way, please, Miss Chalmers.

Thank you, Louis for your time. I know it's a lot.

Beautiful boat. - Yes.

- Right, okay, well.

(humming funky tune)

(dramatic music)

Hmm.

(boat creaking)

(pots clanking)

Hmm.

- The "Beagle."

"Our time in Mauritius was so special

"but I now know what I need to do, who I need to be.

"I'm so sorry, Louis,

"but I can't return to the way things were.

"Jenny."

Ouch.

(gasps)

- Well, I see the basic criteria has been met.

- Basic criteria?

- Well. (laughs)

I've seen better, Mr. Buchanan.

It's actually quite grubby. It's grubby.

Grubby there.

It's grubby back there.

But it's acceptable.

So. - Good.

(boat creaking)

- So, I'd like to see the inventory

of the articles on the yacht.

- Yeah, that list's on my yacht.

I'll go grab it.

- (stammers) No, don't worry about it.

- It'll only take a sec. - Really, it's not necessary!

(air horn blowing)

- (laughs) Goodness me.

I'm sorry, I'm so unsteady on my pins I fell over and I.

My left shoulder hit the button there.

- Right, I'll just go and get the inventory for you.

- Let me help you with that inventory.

(Jess and Charlie's voices overlapping)

- [Charlie] We should go to the office first.

- Yes, the office is so important.

- [Charlie] The manifest would be helpful.

Actually, Louis. Louis, is it?

I'm not gonna have time.

I have a 60-footer in Maidstone I've got to check out.

- Oh, really? - Yes.

- Oh, what a pity. - It's rat-infested.

Disgusting with maggots.

- Are you sure it's-- - All done.

- Yes. - Yes.

- Mr. Buchanan. - Yes.

- Good, but please endeavor to be better in the future.

- I will, and thank you for your time.

And thank you too, Louis,

for your time and your assistance.

That was very good, that was great.

- Goodbye. - Thank you.

Thanks, bye.

(dramatic music)

- Not bad, eh?

I was totally in the moment. - Are you kidding you were fantastic.

You should chuck in the MBA and become an actress.

- Did you find anything interesting?

- Treasure.

He flew to Mauritius in February last year.

The baby's Louis's.

And she she dumped him and gave away their baby.

That's more than enough motivation for murder.

See? - No, I told you,

I can't look at it.

- Just a quick squiz. - No, it's illegal.

You're illegal.

You broke into a man's boat and stole his passport.

- A suspect's passport.

- Who says he's a suspect?

- Louis was in love with her.

He traveled around the world to be with her,

and then she dumped him by letter,

lied to him about the pregnancy,

and then he lied to you.

- No, that doesn't change the fact that you broke

into private property, and you too.

- I wasn't even there.

I was with Jess.

- Yeah, I was pretending to be a government regulator.

- No, I don't wanna know.

- He's a really strong swimmer.

We saw him in the water, didn't we, darling?

He could've done it.

- Why couldn't you take a photograph,

or just look at it?

- I know.

It was a bit naughty of me.

- No, it was a bit illegal, a lot illegal.

- It was because of the horn I got all flustered,

and I shoved it down my top.

- I take full responsibility for the horn.

- Yes, I can vouch for that horn.

- [Nicola] He knows more than he's letting on.

You have to question him.

- Yeah, well, I am.

We are, we're on to it.

By the way, we found the baby.

With a friend of Jennifer's in Perth.

- Oh, Peter, that's wonderful.

- Don't leave town.

- What about the passport?

Shall I take it back?

- No, no, no, no.

Turn it in at lost property and stay away from the marina,

and we never had this conversation.

- What conversation? - Who are you talking to?

- Peter who?

(gentle music)

- You know, I think, I should put the passport back.

Was it in a box or something? - No, no, sweetie, I can do it.

I'm going that way anyway.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, no.

I wanna see Alistair.

After all he's been through,

he should at least know his granddaughter's okay.

- Okay, sure, that's fine.

- Keys, because I've got to go to study group,

and I've got to go home and change first.

- Oh, yeah, sure. - So, I'll pick you up

when I'm done.

- And, sweetie, there's a little surprise laid out

for you on your bed when you get home.

I hope you like it.

- All right.

- She is growing up, isn't she?

- Mm.

- I didn't even know she had her driver's license.

- Yeah.

(rattles)

- Oh, hello.

- Oh.

- [Charlie] Ahoy, there.

- Hi, going on a trip?

- Yeah, something like that.

- Uh-huh, where you headed?

- That way, and then we'll see what happens.

- Uh-huh, okay.

- With Claire?

- No, I'm going alone.

- Oh, you're by yourself.

Do you want a hand loading up?

- Are you gonna be okay with your seasickness?

- Yeah, I'll be fine.

Yeah.

No, the distraction's good for me

and if I can forget the fact that you mentioned it,

I'll be absolutely fine.

Loading a couple of trolleys I'm not gonna be too sick.

- [Nicola] Good luck with the trip. I'll see you soon.

- Darling, don't forget to put the thing back

otherwise what's her name will get cranky. - I'll get in trouble, yeah, yeah.

(Charlie sighs)

- So, it's a long trip, is it?

- [Nicola] Oh, hello.

Claire. - Hi.

- Hi.

Have you seen Alistair anywhere?

- Oh, he's gone home for the day.

He's been trying out sobriety.

He's not feeling too well.

Well, I guess that's a good thing.

- Actually, hey.

I was about to go out into the bay.

Do you want to come for a real sail?

- Oh, well, I'd love to, but no, I can't.

- Oh, no, come on!

Come on, it'll be fun.

And, look, there's a nice, easy offshore.

Actually, it'd be good practice for me

before Trent and I leave.

- You and Trent?

Great.

- Yeah.

- So, when did you decide this?

- Oh, just a few hours ago.

Yeah, it's gonna be really special.

Oh, look, come on.

We'll go to the buoy and back. It'll be 20 minutes.

Yeah, okay. - Yeah.

- Well, all squared away shipshape and Bristol fashion.

Captain.

- Thank you. - That's all right.

You know, I'm no good on the water,

but I've got to tell you I'm pretty envious.

- Yeah, well, I've got to tell you I'm pretty nervous.

- So, how did Claire take the news you're going solo?

- Why would Claire mind?

- Well, Nic told me that Claire said to her that you

and she were gonna go to Queensland together.

- Together, with Claire?

- Yeah. - No.

- No. - No.

- Really?

All right. - Thanks, mate.

- Hang on, hang on.

So ,I just thought you and Claire were together.

- No, no, it wasn't like that.

We had a very casual arrangement you know what I mean?

- Friends.

- Right, but not anymore.

No, she can be a little possessive.

You know, I sometimes think

that she's the reason why Jenny and I split up.

Made it impossible.

- Right, thanks, Trent.

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

- Oh, wow.

I could get used to this.

- I wish we could take you with us to Hamilton Island.

- So how long have you and Trent been together?

- Eight months and two weeks.

- Oh, right.

Was he with Jenny for long?

- I don't know.

It's over.

It's totally over he was never happy with her.

Everyone could see it.

- So, he left her?

- I don't remember.

Keep it straight.

- So was he upset when she went away?

- I said keep it straight!

(dramatic music)

- Mai.

Hi, you haven't seen my wife, have you?

- No, actually, I think she might

have gone for a lesson with Claire.

- Claire.

(gentle music)

- It was the best thing she ever did, getting on that yacht and sailing away.

Yes, sir.

- Well, it must have been really hard for you

when she came back, back into all of your lives.

- What are you implying, Nicola?

- I'm not implying anything, Claire.

- Have you been talking to Trent?

- No, no, we just saw him when he was packing up,

but we didn't stay.

- Did you say something to him?

What did you say to him, Nicola?

- We didn't say anything, Claire.

- You're trying to convince him

to go away without me, aren't you?

God, you're just like that other bitch.

You know, she goes off like a hero

and abandons all of us,

me, and Alistair, and Trent,

and then she comes back,

and she makes a move on my boyfriend

the very night that she returns!

Well, you're not gonna take him away.

No, you're not. (Nicola screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(flare shrieking)

(suspenseful music)

- Trent!

Trent!

Trent!

Claire's taken Nicola out on the bay.

She's sent the flare up.

Anyway, look, you got to take me out there.

What your boat it's an Irwin 54 Staysail ketch.

That's too slow we're gonna need a faster boat.

Come on, come on!

(suspenseful music)

(grunting)

- Are you all right?

(grunting)

(Claire laughing) (Nicola choking)

- Hey!

(Nicola gasping)

Darling, are you all right?

- Oh, Charlie.

Darling.

You found your sea legs, sweetie.

- Yeah, I got my sea legs.

(gentle music)

(coughing)

- [Nicola] Oh, Charlie, how could I have got it so wrong?

- Well, she's a sociopath.

They're very difficult to identify.

My mother's a case in point.

- Yeah.

- Nearly ready to go? - Yeah.

- It'll just be a quick statement.

- Okay.

How are they going?

- They're flying over to get the baby tonight

the father and grandfather.

I'll wait for you at the car.

Good work, Charlie.

- Thank you.

- You know, I've been thinking.

I don't know if I'm ready to go off

and see the world by myself.

I mean, maybe when I finish my MBA

and when I move out.

- Whatever you wanna do is fine with us, sweetie.

Do you like your new outfit?

- Oh, yes.

Love it.

- [Nicola] See, I told you it was just a phase.

(gentle music)

- You know, I am so glad you didn't become a nun.

- Oh, darling.

(bright music)

(engine revs)

(gentle music)

(gentle music)