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May I take your coat? I'll keep it on, thanks.

Oh, you won't be cold, I just lit the fire.

I'll take it off later.

I'm not really dressed for this. There you are.

Cheers. Cheers.

I don't have any salad dressing. Can you whip one up?

OK.

Do you have garlic?

Yeah, got a lot of garlic.

Shall I tell you what I came up with last night?

Yeah, sure.

I'll just get these out of the way.

I'll fill your glass. Thanks.

I think I know what Tui was trying to tell me.

Look, I think she meant literally "no, one".

As in three or four.

Not one, I think she was

multiple raped.

When you think of Tui, what do you see?

SHE SIGHS

A very lonely, frightened little girl.

Why?

What do you see? Well, yeah, I see that, but

I'm looking at that frightened, lonely little girl.

You know, sometimes, maybe once in your career a case comes along that

fits so tightly that you can't let go.

You know? That's when things start to go crazy.

You dream about it, you can't stop thinking about it and

Everything around starts to be a sign.

Why do you say that?

Well, because I think that, um,

Tui's case is triggering history in your life.

I didn't run away from home.

We got those lads, you know.

15 years ago we brought those little hard-ons in.

It was right after you left for Sydney with your mother.

Now, a few of us,

older guys, Matt Mitcham included, we, um,

brought them in and whacked them around, we stripped them and

gave them a hiding on their skinny little arses.

You know, Mitcham figured out

that Sarge was the dirty little start-up

So he made him lick the other guys' arseholes.

So does everyone know?

Does Officer Joy know?

Yeah.

The whole police station?

It wasn't your fault, you know. What happened should never have happened.

We only did what we did because

your father wasn't around to teach those dirty little shits a lesson.

Hey...

Are you OK?

Hey, I know this can't be easy for you.

So everyone knows I've been raped.

And those... Those arses are just...

They're just walking about.

No, they were bloody well punished.

Yeah...

And I had a baby.

Oh, Jesus, I didn't know that. How old were you?

Just 16.

Mum was Catholic.

Didn't have a choice.

My girl wrote to me a few months ago.

She wrote on pink notepaper with two doves in one corner.

She really wanted to know a few things about her

biological parents.

You know, like, were we into sport or

books like her.

What the fuck could I say?

Cos if I was her...

If I was her and I found out

that my father

was one of four rapists and my mother,

their 15-year-old victim...

I would want to kill myself.

I would want to blow my fucking brains out.

And that she doesn't know.

Never has to know.

That's it.

That's all I have to give her.

Every birthday,

every Christmas...

Her fucking right to innocence.

Fuck the truth, Al.

Fuck the truth.

Was Johnno involved?

No.

No.

No, he was... He was my date.

He was my date. I need some more wine.

And you?

Most of those guys have left now.

They're not around any more.

Not Sarge.

Oh, so you recognised him, eh?

I wondered if you would.

Oh, yeah.

Now that he's driving an old rust bucket,

you should pull him over and book him. OK.

And after that can I kill him?

This is fucking stupid. Hey, hey. Hey.

My sense is that you're just working this too hard.

I think she just didn't want to say.

No. She's afraid to say.

Hey, hey!

I'm going home.

This is stupid. You don't get it.

Are you OK? I'm fine.

You're not gonna drive home. Where's your keys?

I'm all right. I'm all right. OK, you're not gonna drive.

Yeah.

Hello, there. You feeling OK?

Sure.

Come in.

You might want to shut the door.

What's up? I woke up in your shirt in your bed.

How did I get there?

Well, you had blacked out,

you threw up on your clothes, so I washed them.

Well, why didn't you put me on the couch?

It's completely inappropriate.

Completely.

What's the alcohol content of that red? I never pass out.

Oh, this is masterful. Stop drinking, it works.

Zanic's credit card statement.

Look at March.

There's five dental billings in Auckland.

He wasn't here when Tui got pregnant.

He was getting his teeth done.

Why haven't you asked who wrote the slogans on his hut?

Yeah, OK, Miss Marple, I know this, all right?

We're on to it. It's happening.

So where did you sleep? On the freaking couch.

Robin, you passed out. It was my obligation to look after you.

Then why don't I feel like saying thank you?

Oh, my guess? You embarrassed yourself.

Excuse me! Excuse me.

Can I speak to you?

I'm looking for a Jamie, Tui's friend. Who are you?

Sorry. Detective Robin Griffin, Southern Lakes Police.

He doesn't have any friends. He doesn't talk to anyone.

He texts.

30, 35 texts.

I've got to go to work.

OK. Where? Mitcham's.

Tui?

Tui?

What are you doing here?

This is Tui's room.

She could come back any time. Nobody comes in here. Nobody!

Get out. Get out! Matt, I'm... I'm so sorry.

You must be... You must be feeling terrible.

Why would I feel terrible? I've not done anything.

You don't mention Tui and I won't mention your boyfriend, Brad.

Brad wasn't my boyfriend. He was a pet, but he...

That's enough, enough. I've heard enough of this.

Pack your things and go. No, no.

No, Matt. We can sort this in the morning.

You don't put the cups back properly!

The handles face out!

Excuse me.

I'll get it.

Hurry up, you stupid bitch.

There! Ahh!

Stupid bitch!

See what you made me fucking do.

What are you looking at? Where's Anita?

Bunny! Bunny!

Hello! Where's Anita?

How long do you think you're going to last here, eh?

You fucking...

You are talking through your arsehole!

You won't last in this land. Shit's coming out of your mouth.

What? What did you say? Yeah, you. I'm talking to you, arsehole.

Talk about arseholes... Shit, just shit, you have shit for brains.

Excuse me. Where do you put your piss and your shit?

You put it in MY FUCKING LAND!

That's where you fucking put it. Oh, bullshit!

Your fucking menstrual waste. Excuse me!

Your fucking... Your scum is going right in there.

Menstrual waste? We don't even get our fucking periods!

Of course you don't. You know why? You're unfuckable.

What's he say? You're unfuckable.

You're a dry, useless, fucking bitch!

You, you, unfuckable. Yes!

Unfuckable. Oh, please!

Unfuckable... Utterly unfuckable!

I'm calling the police.

Oh, and you are so fuckable, you shit-for-brains.

Oh, my god! Anita! Come back!

Wait, fucker! Do not... Get out of the car! I'll go!

Anita, has he hurt you?

Is she all right? No, she's not all right.

Fucker! Just fuck you!

Is she all right? Get her in here.

I know I'm not supposed to say it,

but I want to meet my granddaughter.

She's got a family.

This is what's killing me.

You may not want to see her, but I do and I'm going to look for her.

Tui!

Tui!

Tui!

I got lost.

Left the path, I couldn't find it again.

We were just about to call the police.

I have to get home. This is uncomfortable.

I'm sorry about earlier.

My emotion surprised me.

It's the medications.

Do you really have to go?

Why didn't you call if you got lost?

I couldn't, I... When I tried, my phone died.

I'm sorry, Mum.

OK.

MAN: Have you seen Zanic's place?

Guess what? What?

Not there? Not there.

Ah, she'll be dead, but. Yeah...

I'm not saying she's alive or anything.

They just didn't find her.

Well, you didn't find any bodies at Eel Creek, did you?

Not playing tonight?

Hey!

Do you know what the perfect murder weapon is? No!

Get fucked, that's what I do.

Go on, you tell her then, Sarge.

An icicle stalagmite. Ta-da!

Cos after you stab them, it melts.

It self destructs.

OLD MAN: You're a good man, eh?

You're buddy's mate. You're buddy's mate.

I've got some words for you, eh?

There you go.

Fuck off.

I know you from somewhere, don't I?

You're not a Sydney girl? Hmm?

Too classy for you to be a Sydney girl.

I reckon it's like a picnic races or something.

You don't remember me, do you?

Probably the Royal Easter Show, I'm thinking.

No. Yeah?

Did we fuck or something?

We fucking did, didn't we?

You remember me now, arsehole?

You remember me now, arsehole? Do you remember me now?

Do you remember me now, you motherfucker?!

Get the fuck out of here. Fuck you, piece of fucking shit!

Fuck you!

Piece of fucking shit!

Fucking remember me now?

Do you fucking remember me?

You piece of shit!

What the fuck is happening to me?

What the fuck is happening?

I want to know the bad thing you were going to tell me.

Sarge!

Things are going to change when we find Tui and bring her back here.

I lost it. It won't happen again. No.

Cos you're stood down.

Can you talk to my boy Jamie?

Lie low and we'll see a lot about how this place operates.