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There's been an abduction on Waiheke.

He couldn't walk, Jess. They dragged him over the gravel.

- You two were lovers? - So illegal.

Did you know that Spencer was having sex with Sammy Brasich.

No, I didn't.

He has been borrowing money off dodgy lenders.

And that's everything - all Alex's wealthy goods.

It's my wife, Jess Savage.

I know what you're doing. I'm not fucking scared of you.

Spencer's dead.

- Hey. - Hi. Cousteau is in the car.

- You arrested him? - Nah, chocolate-barred him.

Oh.

Harding's on his way. I'll inform the next of kin when he gets here.

Hey, can you get a hold of Sandra, get her to get some prints of those tyre marks.

They look pretty good to me, yeah? Yup, will do.

Morning, Louis.

Your husband is Alex. He's dead.

Yeah, he is.

You found Spencer's body, yeah?

- He's dead. - He is, yeah.

Did you touch him? No.

Did you...

Did you move anything or take anything from the jetty?

- No. - Right.

You walked past Spencer's house, Monday morning, yeah?

- 4.13am. - Yeah, 4.13am. - Mm.

You're sure that there were no cars on that road around that time, though, yeah?

A car came out of Spencer's driveway, 4.18am.

You told me that you didn't see any cars.

I didn't see any cars.

I heard a car.

Good chocolate? Yes.

I'm going to need your shoes.

♪ Between you and me

♪ is a body of water.

Let's keep them apart. You tell Rachel, and I'll... I'll tell Lisa.

- Sure. - Just be sensitive about it, OK?

Probably more my strength, don't you think?

Here's some water. I can make you tea or... No, no.

It was just the shock. Yeah.

Ha...

Have you found him yet,

the man in the photo?

Yeah, interviewing him today.

You've arrested him.

I can't talk about that, Leese. I'm sorry.

You don't have any idea why he wanted to borrow that money, do you?

I should've signed the bank papers.

It's my fault he's dead.

Here.

He badly needs a hug.

Where did you find him?

At a place called Crayfish Cove.

Do you know it?

Was he hurt?

Your dad's dead, Rachel.

I know. I mean...

- what do they do to him? - Why did he die?

Look, I'm so sorry, but...

unfortunately, we don't have any of those details right now.

But he looked peaceful.

He looked peaceful.

I think you should tell Rachel about Spencer and Sammy.

- She's been through enough. - Yeah, but...

it's going to come out, Leese.

Tomorrow or in a month or...

It's going to come out. It's an island.

You know me, Jess - always believed in family,

and how important it is for kids.

As mother, we just want the best for our children, don't we?

Especially our daughters.

You all right?

Was Rachel OK?

She reacted when I said we found his body at Crayfish Cove.

What about Lisa? Did you get anything new from her?

Yeah, I suspect she's done some serious compromising in that marriage.

Well, isn't that all anyone does in a marriage?

Yeah.

So young and cynical, Harding.

Hey, was Spencer in any of that porn that you found on his hard drive?

- Yeah. - Was Sammy?

Well, not that can be identified.

I mean, it's not exactly easy to tell.

Look, I think we should be following the money, not Spencer's sex life, Jess.

My bet is that Joe Daysh decided to take back

the money that Spencer owed him, with interest,

which is what we should be asking him while we've got him in custody, Jess.

Two minutes.

Yeah, Harding.

That body you found, it's Spencer, isn't it?

You're well informed, Ivan.

The cops were swarming all over my boat shed.

It's your boat shed in Crayfish Cove?

Been in the family for generations. I hardly use it.

What about Sammy?

- What about him? - Does Sammy use the boat shed? - No.

- You seem very sure about that. - I know my son.

Did you know he was in a sexual relationship with the deceased?

That's bullshit.

Sammy sent this to Spencer the day before he was abducted and killed.

Listen, I love my son.

He wouldn't hurt a fly, literally.

He's a bloody vegan, for Chrissake.

Do you honestly think my kid killed that predatory arsehole?

Here's another scenario I can think of, Ivan...

A father discovers that his 45-year-old predatory arsehole neighbour

is having sex with his 17-year-old vulnerable son,

finds a mate to help him rough him up a bit.

It's just supposed to be a warning, goes a bit further than that.

Morning.

He's your main suspect?

Sex or money, money or sex, Harding. One of us has to be right.

You were right about Rachel's reaction to the crime scene.

She knows Sammy's connected to it.

- You know if he works out? - Why - you want a gym buddy?

That's good. No, I'm looking for a connection to steroids.

Those drugs that I busted Joe Daysh for at the warehouse...

- Mm? - steroids. - Hmm.

Hey, he'll still go down for it. He'll be charged

for possession and supply of illegal medicines.

Sure. It was a good bust.

My money's on him for the abduction too.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Rachel! - Get out of my way.

- Calm down. Hey, hey! - Get out of my way! Stop it!

Shh, settle down.

I know what you did. I'll kill you! Hey, hey. Please listen to me.

- Why there? - It wasn't me. It wasn't.

Let go of me. Stop! Hey, Sammy. Just leave it.

Hey, calm...

- I know what you did. - Hey, I don't wanna have to handcuff you.

- Please, Rach. - I know what you did. - Listen to me.

- Why there? - It wasn't me.

All right, Sammy. - Come here, Rachel.

It's where you'd hook up with him,

isn't it? Hey, come here.

Is it true? Is he dead?

- Yeah, I'm sorry. - Yeah?

Oh God. Sorry.

Oh, hey, hey. That is not going on social media.

- You need to come... Don't touch me! - I'm not saying you're upset,

but this isn't going to help things, OK? Calm down.

You killed my dad!

I will never forgive you!

All right.

She really thinks you killed him. She hates me now, you know?

Oh!

Is it true that you... I mean, did you meet Spencer at your dad's boat shed?

Yeah.

Yeah, we met there, you know, but...

but it wasn't just sex.

It wasn't. It was much more than that, you

know? He really... He really cared about me.

I got to tell you.

I told Ivan.

- You told Dad about Spencer and me? - Yeah.

No, no way. You can't...

You can't do that. Well, I am investigating a murder. Oh my God.

- I'm sorry. - Oh God.

This is all such shit, you know? This-No.

My whole life is such shit. Hey, come on, Sammy. Let's go.

Get Denise to drop you at the wharf. I've got something I got to do.

I thought we're supposed to be interviewing Daysh.

Yeah, I'll be on the next one.

Don't interview him without me!

Don't be upset, babe.

We're just a bunch of mates. We've done everything

together since we were, like, little kids.

Yeah, well, why can't I be a late joiner or something?

It doesn't work like that, AJ.

Yeah, but why not? I mean, what do you guys do that you don't want me to be part of?

Oh my God. Why is this so hard for you? It's not about you.

I'm not here, anyway.

Hi, Mum. Bye, Mum.

Oh, hi.

- Hey, Mrs Savage. - Sorry.

How are you both?

- What's that? Are you going shopping? - No.

What are you guys up to today?

Visiting your friends?

What?

You told her about your problem with me having friends.

Um, yeah. It slipped out. She asked where you were.

- To be fair, he- - No, no, don't you defend him.

That stuff's between you and me, AJ, not my mum.

Bye! Have a good day.

When she asks me a question, it's like she's burrowing into my head.

I got to tell the truth.

It's like a superpower she has.

It's your Mum. Rubes.

- Nah. - I'm sorry.

Hey, there's a line.

- Hey, Jess. - Is that your bag?

- What? - Is that your bag?

- Yeah. - Yeah. Open the fucking bag.

- Why? - Is it a bomb? - Oh, it's not a bomb.

- It's nothing like... Just open the bag! - OK, fine. Fine.

It's papers for court.

I'm a lawyer. There's nothing here.

She made a mistake, for which she owes me a sincere and public apology.

There's nothing to see. It's all fine.

I'm sorry.

Whoa.

She hasn't forgotten it.

How'd you know I was here?

I know you, I guess.

You OK?

Do you think I'll be a fucked-up person forever?

You're the most not-fucked-up person I know.

Well, you don't know many people, though, do you?

I mean, we live on an island.

True.

Hmm.

You are my favourite person in the whole world, AJ.

You too.

I have other people in my life too...

people I talk to about stuff,

people I've known my whole life.

I need you to...

let me have that.

OK.

You know what?

We should call our baby Tui.

Tui.

Yeah.

Beautiful.

Harding, wait up.

DI Petrie wants to see you. Sure.

- I think he means now. - Yup.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

DS Harding commencing interview with Joe Daysh and legal counsel at 11.06 am.

Now, before I get to the drug charges, Mr Daysh,

I just have some questions relating to another matter. OK?

Do you know a Spencer Marris?

Who's he?

Well, he's someone you made two separate loans to.

No?

Perhaps this will help.

So did Spencer say why he wanted to borrow that money?

Yes.

It was the usual reason.

- Which was? - Didn't have enough of it himself.

What car you drive, Mr Daysh?

Strictly Beemers all the way. I never drive anything else.

Can ask anybody.

I got four of them. Right.

And where were you between Friday midnight and the early hours of Saturday morning?

I was with my brother.

Your brother?

Now, is that the same brother who served time

for assault with a weapon - that brother?

He's been a bit of a bad boy in the past, my brother.

I think most of us have our share of bad boys

in the family, don't we, Detective Harding?

Mm.

Detective Harding, a word.

Yeah. Give me a moment.

Now.

Detective. Yeah, I'm... I'm coming.

Shut the door.

When I send for you, you come immediately.

Is that understood? Yeah, sorry, I was just...

So...

Last night, you clumsily stumbled into the midst of a live undercover operation.

Your actions not only put six months of hard, dangerous work in jeopardy,

but risked the lives of two undercover police officers.

- For steroids?

I'm not going to go into the details of an undercover operation with you, Harding.

Now, what's your interest in Daysh?

He was lending money to our abduction victim, Spencer Marris.

- So Daysh is a suspect? - Yeah. Yeah. - No.

You know, I'd be very surprised

if the two undercover officers surveilling Mr Daysh

24-7 failed to report that he was on Waiheke Island

abducting a member of the public.

But I'll check and let you know.

Sir.

There's no room for cowboys in the police service, Harding.

You don't work on your own. You work as a team That's why we have systems in place.

You need to up your game when it comes to correct reporting procedure.

Both of you.

Now get out.

- I was trying to do my job. - Told you to wait for me.

How the fuck was I supposed to know there was an undercover operation going on?

That's what I would have checked if you'd waited for me.

What? You knew Daysh was dealing?

We had a rumour that he'd been involved for

a while. We thought it was just minor scale.

Well, you didn't think to mention it to me? Who's 'we', anyway?

- Oh, just station talk, you know? - Oh, well, great. Thanks

The fact is is that he was under surveillance

the night that Spencer was abducted,

so he's got a watertight alibi, right?

Well, who says he didn't order someone else to

do it? Or maybe the undercover team stuffed up.

Yeah, which is exactly what Petrie is checking out.

Yeah, meanwhile, I'm the one who gets rapped over the knuckles by the boss

and looks like a complete dick for getting in the way of an undercover operation.

Are you seriously going to blame me for that?

How did you know he was there, anyway? What?

How did you know Daysh was in that storage building?

Why don't you just admit that you've got it in for me? Get over yourself.

Oh, ever since Doug Bennington got shot, you haven't given me a break, Jess.

I did it to save your fucking life - your life, Jess.

- It was a torch. - That he wanted me to think was a knife!

Yeah, he did! Of course he did, and you fell for it, because you know why?

You are exactly the little pumped up, gun-happy

little fucking prick he thought you were!

- Jess. - Fuck!

Detective Harding.

Hi.

Shall we begin?

The blow to the head was the actual cause of death.

The body shows evidence of a beating immediately prior,

bruising around the neck, shoulders, arms,

including defensive bruising here and here,

consistent with warding off an attack.

And here,

grazing on the feet, consistent with being dragged across gravel.

Does that fit with your witness' statements? Yes.

Luckily, the body wasn't submerged for long.

The head wound was relatively clean, so to speak.

I identified glycerine and hair product on the scalp,

and I found a minute fragment deep in the wound itself,

possibly from the weapon used.

I've sent it off for analysis. All right.

Just let me know when you get the result.

Bad day at the office?

Well, I guess it's all relative.

Thank you.

There's so many people I'd like to thank...

Steven Nesari and associates, the sponsors;

my colleagues, Joe and Andrew;

Fraser, who told me all there is to know about landscape gardening.

And of course, if anyone most deserves my thanks,

it's my wife, Jess Savage.

What's up? Hey. I got the result of the tyre tread comparison.

Apparently, Sandra's been trying to call you.

What's she got for us?

Well, the tread marks at Crayfish Cove are not from tyres that fit a Hilux.

Hey, um, about today...

I was outta line.

Hello?

- I've seen that look before. - Yeah, come on.

OK. What do you want from me?

Good morning. Good morning.

Developments.

We have learnt that the tyre tracks that were

found around the body are not from a Hilux.

And Joe Daysh, our money-lender, has an alibi

the night that Spencer was abducted, so...

Is he reliable?

Harding?

Yeah, yeah, he's...

solid. So where does that leave us?

Have a listen to this.

- Help me, please! - They've taken my husband.

So we know that that call was made at 5.10am.

However, Lisa has suggested that maybe it

took them about 15 minutes to untie themselves

and to make that call. So that's 4.55.

We also have a witness who heard a car leaving

Spencer's house around 40 minutes before that.

They could have taken longer to untie themselves than they remember.

- Yeah. - They would have been in shock. - Perhaps.

Who's the witness?

Uh, Cousteau.

- The autistic guy? - Yeah.

He gave a statement, saying he didn't see anything.

He didn't se anything, but he did hear it.

- Huh. - Yeah. - Right.

I've also been in touch with Sandra from Forensics,

and I've asked her to compare the tyre marks from Crayfish Cove with...

- Detective Savage, Lisa's here to see you. - OK.

Great. Compare them with what?

Spencer's vehicle.

- And? - Yeah.

It's a match.

Hey, Harding, you're with me.

As your contractions exert downward pressure...

and your pelvic muscles exert upward pressure...

your baby's head will change... Yeah, hold up. Coming!

'To Ruby.

'The baby shop.'

Chur.

I wanted to thank you for coming in.

Has there been a development?

Yeah, I think there has.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

Hey, can you remember...

that... that first day that we talked at your house...

you were upset, remembering the sound of Spencer's...

feet being dragged across the gravel. Do you remember that?

Yeah, I recall it vividly. The sound still haunts me.

It's impossible to hear that sound from inside the house. We checked.

- But I did hear it. - Yeah.

I believe you, Leese.

Or maybe I'm mistaken. It's possible I imagined...

Here's what I think happened.

I think that...

I think that Spencer tried to break up with Sammy

and that Sammy retaliated by threatening to tell Rachel about the affair.

What's that got to do with me or Rachel, for that matter?

Spencer thought that he should warn you about what was likely to happen,

and he didn't expect you to react in the way that you did.

You know, you'd been so accepting.

You'd tied yourself in knots, trying to keep your family together.

You'd made a deal with him that you would put up with his affairs

as long as they didn't interfere with your family life. You told me that.

But they did.

And Rachel was Sammy's oldest, dearest friend, you know?

She would be...

She'd be devastated...

betrayed by both her father and her best friend.

I'm not going to say anything more.

So when Spencer told you about the affair, you snapped.

You dragged his body...

across the gravel to the boot of the car.

And that is why you can hear, you can feel that sound so vividly.

The tyre tracks, they match, Leese, and there will be blood in the boot of the car,

no matter how hard you cleaned it.

And then you took his body to the end of the jetty, and you dumped it.

You came back home. You faked the abduction.

- I loved my husband. - You love your daughter more.

You're right.

I did it.

I killed him.

I want to make a full confession.

Lisa Jane Marris,

we're arresting for the suspicion of the murder of Spencer Neil Marris.

Anything you say may be used as evidence in court.

- Oh. - Here you go. - Thank you.

Good catch, Detective.

Some arrests feel better than others.

Need I remind you, the woman killed her husband in cold blood.

No such thing as cold blood,

not unless you're dead, of course.

She attacked him in the heat of the moment,

out of love for her daughter.

She didn't mean to kill him.

Yet she had the presence of mind to dispose of

the body, set it up to look like an abduction.

Mm-hm.

She can't have done that on her own.

She must've got Rachel to help her cover it up.

It's hardly mother-of-the-year behaviour, isn't it?

Yeah, I don't think any of us are up for that award, Neese.

I know you're friends and all that, Jess, but...

it's not like you to be so blinkered.

Do you think I'm going easy on her because we used to be mates?

No, I'm just saying - I don't think that you're quite seeing this for what it is.

Hmm.

Just saying.

Oi, Brendan!

Pick up that rubbish. Take it with you.

You little shit.

Unbelievable.

Do you always use that blue marker?

- Yeah, I do, actually. - People nick ballpoints.

- Got a sec? - Yeah.

Miriam's just called with the results of the

fragment she found in Spencer's head wound.

I'm listening.

Nia.

It's OK. I already know. Mum called.

I need to have a word with Rachel by herself.

You can wait in the cop car.

It's OK. I just have to tell the truth.

I'll be all right. OK.

Thank you.

Hey, the laboratory has found something of interest in your dad's head wound.

What do you mean?

Well, it's a fragment of copolymer plastic, aluminium foil,

titanium dioxide and iron oxide.

- What's that? - It's glitter,

the type that's found in a snow globe, like the ones you have in your room.

They were Mum's back in the day.

There's one missing.

It was... It's what was used to kill your father.

OK.

Yeah.

It's what Mum used.

She hit him over the head with it, and it broke. Mm.

- That's when he collapsed. - Yeah.

So your mum and dad were arguing, and then your

mum went into your room, got one of the globes,

came back out, hit him in the head.

Here's what I think happened. I think you were listening to your mum and dad argue,

and you found out the hard way that your dad

was having an affair with your best friend.

Then you came out with the globe.

You killed him, not your mother.

What? You're crazy. Mum's already told you what happened.

Yeah, you sent us off looking for that Hilux.

Hey?

And by dumping your dad's body in Crayfish

Cove, you're setting up Sammy for the murder,

you're getting him back for having an affair with your dad.

That is a lot of planning.

And I think that it was your idea to set up the whole abduction thing.

I don't know how you can even think that. You are crazy!

I have known your mother my whole life,

and I don't think she is capable of killing anyone...

even if she's pushed to the extreme.

Yeah.

I watched her take shit from Dad my whole life and never do anything.

You're going to let her take the rap for it, aren't you?

- She confessed, didn't she? - Mm.

I'm not like her.

No, neither am I.

♪ When I look into your eyes,

♪ all I see his paradise.

♪ Wanna lay here, ♪ by your side

♪ underneath these grapefruit skies.

♪ Oh, forever.

♪ Forever,

♪ yeah.

♪ Forever.

♪ Forever.

You all good?

Why? What's up? What?

It's in there. It's in Ruby's room.

Mama!

♪ Between you and me is a body of water.