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The death of Andrew Ryder is now being treated as a homicide.

Found this in his fist.

Is that a tooth? Not his.

Hey, where's his watch? He wasn't wearing one.

Who uses the hut? Just Grub, as far as I'm aware.

Grub was jumpin' the fence. What?

With Charlotte.

Haggis does not like people touching his things.

Whore.

Get out here! Kate!

You're a fucking drunk.

No, we were not having an affair.

| was trying to get him to sell the farm.

Wh

Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.

In future, please don't hold up a police investigation with your religious practice.

You're right to be saying prayers at that bridge.

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You OK? Yeah.

Cos you were yelling in your sleep.

Loud enough to wake the dead.

Um, might've been the cheese sauce.

Oh. Yeah.

God, yeah, cheese dreams. They're the worst.

Oh.

Ariki.

Will you keep an eye on Stephen? He's taking this hard.

Morning, Jack.

Hey. Um,

why did you tell Stephen about me praying?

Aren't we supposed to be on the same side?

Are we?

Everyone in this town picks a side.

You've just got to decide which one you're on.

Hey, Riki!

| want you at the funeral.

| thought I should... stay here and man the fort.

Haggis.

Get into his good books. He likes a brown-noser.

Are you sure? See if you can get anything out of him, eh?

It's a nice place.

All right, look, I've already given my statement to Stephen.

Uh, actually,

| was wondering if I could hitch a ride to the funeral.

Hey, the best way to experience Queenstown is from the air.

And your restaurants? | heard they're world-class.

You should come in one night. Give you the spread.

It's just the wind comin' off the bounce.

Uh, I don't think this is a good idea, given the circumstances.

We wanna pay our last respects.

Surely it's up to the family to decide.

Uh, just wait here. I'll talk to Kate.

They just wanna pay their respects. OK?

Oh, God. I can't handle this.

Just keep her away from me.

It's, um, time to make a start.

Stephen.

Right.

This way. Let's go now.

Come on. It's time to go.

No.

No. Come on, sweetheart.

No!

Dad!

No. It's OK. Come on. Come here.

No. No. Come with me.

It's OK.

It's OK. | don't want It's OK, it's OK.

No! It's OK.

Hi.

Hi.

Hey, can |, um...

can I speak?

This is just family.

He was my best mate. He deserves a few words.

Save it for the wake.

| loved him.

Everyone loved Grub. And he loved me.

| thought you knew.

He told me you knew.

Oh... Uh, we never planned for this to happen, Kate.

Kate! Oh...

Fuck me.

All right?

Yep.

Hey, Riki. Give us a hand?

We're gonna have to carry her over.

You all right? Yeah.

OK. One hand here; one hand here.

Sweet dreams.

Davis.

On my count. One, two, three.

As we look back over time, we find ourselves wondering

did we remember to thank you enough for all that you've done for us?

For all the times you were by our sides to help and support us,

to celebrate... Did you get anything out of Haggis?

No. He's stickin' with his story.

Well, he has no alibi, but he's got the strongest motive.

Whether they were having an affair is irrelevant.

The important thing is he thought they were.

We wonder if we ever thanked you for the sacrifices you made.

Rob's an option. They never got on.

It's all right, my darling. You don't have to play.

It's OK.

He was happiest on the land.

Dirt underfoot.

I'd like to read a poem.

Uh,

High Country Weather.

'Alone we are born

'and die alone;

'yet see the red-gold cirrus

'over snow mountain shine.

'Upon the upland road,

'ride easy, stranger

'surrender to the sky your heart of anger.'

Ding, ding. Round three.

Breathe.

That's it. In...

and out.

Just forgot to eat after my run.

What is this? It's venison.

He meant a lot to you.

Yeah.

Yeah, he was a top bloke. Decent.

You always knew where you stood with him.

Southern men.

They're a dying breed.

Top blokes

may we know them;

may we be them.

Whew.

Did you get anything from the funeral?

You reckon it could've been a woman?

Well, you'd have to be pretty strong to get him over the bridge.

What, Kate?

Well, I mean, it's possible.

Jackie's an interesting fish.

Yeah.

Well, they're both coming in tomorrow.

And Jackie wasn't in town the night of the murder.

Nice service. Lovely service.

Um,

| know this is crap timing,

so I'm sorry if this comes across as insensitive...

...but I've got someone that wants to buy the farm.

Maybe that's good timing.

I've got a Chinese couple interested. We met them when we were in Shanghai.

They want a bolthole. | said I'd have a look around.

And you get a big fat finder's fee?

They'd be good for the town.

Grub agreed to the sale.

A few days ago.

Were you sleeping with him?

We were in bed together. Just not like that.

| understand that it's in a family trust? I'll talk to the others.

They'll pay whatever you ask. I'll talk to them.

Gin me.

Uh, just a beer, when you're ready.

Just a top-up, thanks, mate.

Nice poem.

Didn't know you smoked.

| don't, really.

Did you know Grub well?

He was my first love.

| jumped.

He dared me to do it.

It was summer. We thought we were invincible.

I don't blame him.

Hm.

Well, I don't blame him any more.

What happened?

Back there on the bridge?

Nothing.

Good, cos that bridge sure has fucked with some people.

Yeah, I know. There's been a lot of fatalities.

It's not just the dead.

It's the living.

Some people say the bridge is a...

a link to the other side; it... it awakens matakite.

Second sight.

| don't believe in ghosts. It's not just people.

To different places.

Different times. Sounds like some mumbo jumbo bullshit to me.

| mean, I don't have any personal experience. It's just a rumour.

It's just a bridge,

and the dead are the dead.

Yeah.

I'm sure you're right.

We're gonna sell it.

We're gonna sell the farm before it takes anyone else.

We've been runholders for a hundred years.

There's no one left, Dad.

We're gonna celebrate the centenary,

have a good old knees-up.

We're gonna get a good price for it as much as we want.

It's what Grub wanted.

All your hard work,

it's gonna be rewarded.

We gave it a good nudge.

How would you know?

You have no bloody idea.

Dad. You were never here.

You lived your life on borrowed shores, broke your mother's heart.

This place is not in your bones.

Farm's not in your blood.

Whose fault is that?

| am the eldest.

It should've been me who took over the farm, not Grub.

But you wouldn't let me, because I was a girl.

What's done's done.

Coming for a run? Oh, can't afford to get injured. Just a friendly. Six a side.

Come on! Nah, nah, I'm all good. You go, you go, you go.

I'm all good I'm all right.

Come on. Come on.

Fuck.

Jesus. I'm pretty sure Dad's a hawk.

| know I sound like a nut bar, but it was circling overhead the whole time at the funeral.

What do you think?

It's an interesting idea. Mrs Paratene says

that the spirit of the dead travels up the country in the form of a bird or an animal.

So is it Dad? | Look, it's just a bird

doing whatever the fuck birds do, OK? You can't really believe that.

You must have some thoughts on what happens after you die.

The spiritual realm. How the dead communicate with the living.

Don't assume that all brown people are into that woo-woo bullshit, OK?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Kei raro, kei raro! Go, go, go, go, go!

Oh!

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

No training for two weeks.

What, even running?

Yeah.

Even running.

This isn't going away.

You must've known.

On some level.

Oh, G...

Kate?

It wasn't Charlotte.

It was Dermot.

Fuckin' faggot! Hey! Whoa! Whoa, that's enough!

Real men don't fuck other men!

You're probably the reason he's dead, you fuckin' homo!

Hey! Hey! That's enough! That's enough! I mean it.

You wanna talk about something?

Why don't you talk about the fact that Grub was a kind and loving man?

How he had the courage to live his truth? Truth?

Yeah. But not tell anyone about it?

Fuck off!

How's the case going? Uh, I'm off duty.

Mm. Fair enough.

That place gives me

OK, mate?

Mm.

Sorry.

Pretty gross.

Lost a whole jaw-full. Car accident.

- Jesus.

We were drunk. Joyriding.

| was the only one who survived.

They're still pickin' teeth and bone out of One Lane Bridge.

Have you had friends die?

It's shit.

Let's get shit-faced. | haven't drunk since the accident.

- Well, how do you deal with the ghosts?

I run.

Me too.

But booze is better.

Thanks, bub.

Do you think Dermot killed Dad?

Why would he?

They were in love.

| promise... I'm gonna do better, bub.

Now that it's just the two of us, I've gotta do better.

We're selling the farm.

We're not selling the farm. Em, we can take a year off.

Go travelling.

See the Northern Lights, ride polar bears...

Pretty sure you're not allowed to ride polar bears.

Mean it.

Everything is gonna be different.

I'm gonna give up the booze. Mum.

No.

| am.

You know, just because he slept with Dermot, it doesn't change who he was.

Is that why he was killed?

Maybe.

Did you know? Oh, what do you think, Lois?

I'm sorry you had to find out this way.

What, that he was a fuckin' fairy? That he wasn't your golden boy.

- Cheers, George.

Shall I pour him into a cab?

Yeah.

Hey. Um,

Haggis said if I wanted anything, | should just ask.

What do you need? Something to powder my nose.

Hey.

Hey.

You have beautiful hair.

Go home. What?

Go home. Oh.

Kipper!

Jesse!

When did it start?

Come on, Kate. You don't wanna do this.

When did you first fuck?

'Bout a year ago.

Where? Up in the hut.

Who was on top?

| was.

Get back! Leave it! Leave it!

Shhh.

Was he gonna leave me?

No.

No. We're just supposed to work the land

and live like that.

Get out here, fag!

Let's take him to the fuckin' woolshed. Enough.

We need to teach him a lesson.

Enough!

Put him the fuck down!

Oh, I mean, I've been away my whole life

from this place, myself...

Jesus.

Look around, and...

all I see are ghosts.

No. I...

No, no, I... I know what you mean about the ghosts. Oh.

Oh, I can't. I can't. No!

| ca

I really want to. I do. I j I...

You don't go AWOL in the middle of a case.

Where've you been? Out.

You've been in and out for two days.

Hey, you didn't tell me what Uh, we shouldn't do this here.

| need you to come down to the station.

| just told you all about the night Grub died.

Could Lois have been involved somehow? She's pretty strong.

| don't know what you think you saw, but it doesn't mean anything.

There is something going on with you and that bridge,