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[dramatic music playing]

[water splashes]

[Simon] Karen, what are you doing?

Something I should've done a long time ago.

[Karen] I have given you everything you said you wanted.

I want you out. Now!

[Mereana breathing heavily, groans]

[sniffs]

I think you might've just saved the country.

[Roza] I made a mistake when I was young.

A really stupid mistake and I've regretted it every day

of my life. And then, I met you and I...

[sobs] ...I thought you could fix me.

What does she want?

She wants Elke to be a part of her life.

[dramatic music playing]

[breathing heavily]

Elke.

Dad said you were my real mum.

Is that true?

[mild-tempo music playing]

[phone chimes]

I'm sorry you found out this way.

It's not what I wanted.

What about my real dad?

What was he like?

He was young...

I just wanted to know.

Know what?

Why did you give me away?

Oh, sweetheart...

it's complicated.

Why?

Well, I wasn't much older than Claire when I had you.

Can you imagine Claire being a mum?

She'd be all right.

Well...

Claire's a lot smarter than I was.

And I had problems.

[Elke] What problems?

Problems that meant I couldn't look after a baby.

I wasn't a good girl like you. I...

I was wild.

I drank and I took drugs...

and my parents couldn't control me.

So did they decide I should be adopted?

They did.

But I agreed it was for the best,

at the time.

I would never give my baby away, no matter what anyone said.

And if I could do it again, neither would I.

[Elke exhales sharply]

[dramatic music playing]

[beeps]

[knocking on door]

Where is she?

-[Elke] I'm so sorry, Mom. -No, don't be. It's okay.

Everything will be all right.

[Janet] How about some hot chocolate?

Good idea. Sweetheart, I just need to talk to Roza

for one minute. Okay?

It was a closed adoption.

You shouldn't be anywhere near her.

-I'm sorry, I just-- -What? This whole thing...

Lunch, those fucking handbags, what? Some sort of trap?

No, it wasn't. You don't understand.

Damn right, I don't. A child's mother

would never put her in this position.

Can't you see the damage you could do?

[panting] Where is she?

No, I'm just about to take her home.

What did you say to her?

Just that I missed her.

Jesus, Roza. What are you trying to do to us?

Well, she came to me. What was I supposed to do?

You were supposed to stay out of her life forever.

-That was the deal. -Karen--

[Karen] No, fuck off, Simon.

You weren't fit to be a mother then,

you're certainly not fit to be one now.

You back off.

[Roza sobbing]

She's right. I'm not fit to be a mother.

If you're looking for sympathy, you won't get any from me.

Imagine this from Elke's point of view.

The last thing I want to do is hurt her.

What did you think would happen?

Please tell me you at least told David.

And?

David is behind me, one hundred percent.

[dramatic music playing]

[theme music playing]

[theme music ends]

Oh, no, did I miss it? [sighs]

Hey...

You sold me out.

Yeah, well, um...

you were using me.

That's hypocritical.

[exhales sharply]

Roza, I've been trying to connect with you,

and you just fob me off every fucking time.

It hurts, you know.

I'm sorry.

Have you got anything for me?

[sniffs]

[Tamara] Oh, my God, Roza, I had no idea.

Yeah, no one did.

And her adopted dad, he's the doctor that's been

in the headlines for murder.

Holy shit. Did he do it?

Of course not.

-[Roza sniffing] -Hey, go easy, babe. It's primo.

-He's a good dad. You know? -[Tamara] Mm-hmm.

I mean...

who gives away their baby? And then, barges in

on their life years later and ruins it?

-[sniffing] -[Tamara] Roza...

I've let David down, I've let Elke down,

I've let you down. I'm such a...

fucking waste of space.

[Tamara] Hey, Roza! Stop! Stop!

[dramatic music playing]

[ominous music playing]

[cell phone ringing]

-[breathes heavily] -[cell phone ringing continues]

Roza.

Sorry, who?

[breathes heavily]

[camera clicking]

[Simon breathing heavily]

[Simon] Keep her cool. And keep talking to her.

[Tamara] We'll take care of you, babe. I promise.

Just-- just hang in there. Okay? Okay? Listen to me...

-Hey, it's me. I need a favor. -[dramatic music playing]

-I said not a word! -I can't do it on my own.

-Lock the door behind us. -[Paula] What happened?

She overdosed. Cocaine and what?

I don't know, but... but these were in her pocket.

Simon, I can't get involved in this.

[Simon] Come on, Paula. Please. I need your help.

You know me better than that.

[Tamara] Didn't know what else to do.

[Simon] We need cooled IV saline, Ondansetron,

and draw up four Loraz just in case.

[Paula] Okay.

What about the family?

Ah, he's not too popular with the wife at the moment...

but he seems close to the brother.

Hmm. Seems close. Although Pat Greville,

at the Borstal he went to, reckons the brother

never visited him, once.

[Gregan] The wife.

Wouldn't be the first woman to wreak havoc

on a cheating husband.

What? She outs him as the murder suspect?

The whole neighborhood, the whole country

talking about her. No, no. She's not the type.

And she wouldn't do it to her kids.

What if she is the killer?

Karen?

Come on. The book club. She's got multiple witnesses.

[Gregan] Oh, revenge for his affairs would definitely

include attacking one of his girlfriends.

[Bennett] And diverting suspicion by leaking his name.

[Gregan] Let's have a look at the wife.

[crickets chirping]

[Claire] Why now?

[Karen] What do you mean?

I mean, why has Crazy Rich Bitch Hallwright

decided to fuck with us now?

You and Dad are in a shit fight--

-Claire! -[scoffs]

Well... she's had 13 years.

[Elke] She's not a bitch.

[Karen] No. Of course, she's not.

But she is Elke's birth mom.

We just have to deal with that.

[Elke] What's going to happen?

[Karen] I don't know, sweetie.

But we'll work it out together.

Okay? You don't need to worry about it.

Will I go and live there?

No!

No, of course not.

This is your home.

Forever and ever?

Absolutely.

-[Roza groaning] -[machine beeping]

[breathing heavily]

[breathes sharply]

[gasps]

[Roza] Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Where am I?

[Paula] Hey, you need to calm down. Okay?

[breathes heavily] Get away from me.

-[Simon] You overdosed. -[Gary] Nobody else knows.

As in nobody.

We need to keep it that way.

[Simon] You can take her home soon, but check outside first,

the media is crawling all over me.

[exhales deeply]

Your bodyguard talked to your husband.

He thinks you've got a tummy bug.

Thank you.

Obviously, I'm grateful.

But if you think you can use this against me...

don't.

[dramatic music playing]

[Arty inhales deeply, sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[ominous music playing]

[ominous music continues]

[birds chirping]

Hey.

I thought I'd take Claire to a movie today

if that's okay with you?

Yeah, great idea.

What are you gonna go see?

Some fluffy rom-com, apparently. Yeah, I know, I mean.

But if it makes her feel better, I'm happy to take one...

[chuckles] ...for the team.

Hey, how's Elke?

[sighs] How would you be if Roza Hallwright turned out

to be your mother?

Ah, there are worse people.

Are there?

Well, yeah.

Oh, God, sorry.

No, don't worry about it. I turned out okay.

For a 44-year-old single male, living next to his...

sister-in-law's laundry.

-[Ford chuckles] -No, you're fine.

You know, honestly...

I always thought Simon was the star, and...

here you are.

-Been a bloody rock. -Oh.

Hey...

Elke is yours.

I can't compete with the Hallwrights.

[scoffs]

We going?

We certainly are.

-Later, Mum. -Have fun.

[door closes]

[glass clanks]

[intriguing music playing]

[cell phone buzzing]

[cell phone buzzing]

What?

[Karen] That two-faced bitch.

She doesn't deserve to be a part of Elke's life.

I know. But...

we have to be careful.

When or...

if there's a challenge for Elke, we can use it then.

[Simon exhales heavily]

I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.

-I just didn't know how to-- -I just...

don't want any more apologies, Simon.

Oh, if I could turn back the clock. [sighs]

To when?

When you first cheated on me?

To when you got caught?

Or when we met?

Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Funny way of showing it.

Did you...

ever even love me?

Oh, Karen, of course.

You're beautiful, smart, you're an incredible mother.

That's a CV, Si.

I'm talking about love. If you loved me.

The things that happened to me...

the things I-- I've never told you.

I look at our girls, Karen.

Our two beautiful girls, and I can't imagine

how anyone could...

There was no love. [quivers]

No one showed me how it was done.

[Simon crying] What I had with you and the girls,

it's what I always wanted.

Then, why ruin it?

[crying] Because something's missing in me.

[Karen] What?

I don't even know. [sobs]

[Ford] You guys all good?

Better than I was an hour ago.

Don't tell me the band's getting back together.

No, no, I'm just trying to sort out a few things with the girls.

[sniffles]

Why don't we have...

dinner tomorrow, all of us? What do you say?

Yeah, I suppose that could work.

[Simon] Night.

Night.

[suspenseful music playing]

[cell phone ringing]

[Roza] How's my favorite Prime Minister-in-waiting?

Oh, never mind me, how are you?

Yeah, I feel better than I have in a long time.

[David] Really? I was worried.

[Roza] Oh, darling, you have got the whole country

to worry about.

And the bit of it I'm in today is proving somewhat less

than friendly.

In what way?

[David] Ah, Mill town. Used to be, anyway.

Then, someone decided we were too proud

to accept Chinese investment.

So now half the town's gone and the rest are on the dole.

Go figure.

I'm sorry.

I miss you.

Got to go. I'll call you soon.

[dial tone beeps]

-Here you go. -Thanks, Paula.

[cell phone ringing]

Simon Lampton.

Eh, uh, Simon, my name is Arty Cole.

I would... very much like to meet with you as soon

as you can manage it.

-Sorry, who is this? -Arty Cole, I'm--

I'm a journalist, and I have something

that I think you need to see.

It-- it's about Roza Hallwright. And-- and your daughter.

Hello? Ah...

Simon?

I can come right now.

[suspenseful music playing]

[knocks on door]

Uh, Dr. Lampton, thanks for coming by.

You mentioned my daughter.

I'd like to know why.

Sure. Um, come in.

Sorry about the cold call,

I just needed to get your attention quietly--

Just tell me what this is about.

[Arty breathes deeply]

[sniffing]

That didn't happen.

I was there.

You were spying on me?

I don't have to spy on you, Dr. "rhymes with" Hampton.

You're everywhere. No, I'm after the Hallwrights.

The Hallwrights and all their skeletons.

This is...

not what you think. Roza and I, no.

Then, perhaps you would care to explain?

[Arty] Two very different families.

[Arty] All but strangers until recently.

You're wasting your time.

Oh, I've wasted a fair bit of it lately,

looking up Mrs. Hallwright, her wild youth.

It made me think that maybe you...

could fill in some of the blanks.

You're right.

My family has just met the Hallwrights.

They're on another stratosphere to us.

-There's nothing else going on. -Okay.

And you can try explaining that, when these pictures go viral.

Please, you can't.

Why?

[Arty] Hmm?

[Arty] I looked up the public records.

There is nothing that shows your wife giving birth to Elke.

My daughter is... 13.

Thirteen.

[Simon] Her life at the moment is pretty fucking shitty.

So I'm asking you...

I am begging you...

please do not do this to her.

[stutters] She really is Roza's daughter? [gasping]

Once again, the Hallwrights hoodwink the whole country.

Look, I... I'm sorry, mate,

but the-- the people need to know.

If you think you can threaten my child, my family,

you're wrong.

You'll be hearing from my lawyer in the hour.

And... I hope you have a shit load of money

for one of your own.

[Arty] You think you can bully me, huh?

David Hallwright tried and look!

Still fighting! You hear me!

Look, I know people. Hey, one call and you're--

[grunting, groaning]

Oh. [groans]

-Shit! You all right? -[groans]

[exhales heavily]

[Simon breathing heavily]

[ominous music playing]

[Simon breathing heavily]

[phone beeps]

Ambulance, please.

6-B Nelson Street.

[breathes heavily]

[dramatic music playing]

[breathes heavily]

[birds squawking]

[Ford] You okay with Simon dropping by

in the middle of the night like that?

Wasn't so bad.

Really?

I just keep thinking about him in that home.

[Karen] What it must have done to him.

Can you imagine Claire or Elke in a place like that?

Worked out okay though, didn't it?

-Not exactly. -[Ford chuckling]

[Ford] Oh, he went to uni...

got the wife, the kids, the dream home.

I mean, he was looking pretty good until not so long ago.

You can't hide all that childhood stuff, Ford.

It's got to come out somewhere.

-Maybe that's why-- -Why he cheated?

Look, he's starting to open up, and talk about how he feels.

And you believe him?

You think I shouldn't?

He...

he's my brother, Karen...

and I love him.

But he's fucked up.

You need to look after yourself. And the kids.

You know? Just be careful. That's all I'm saying.

Mom, it's the police. They wanna talk to you.

[ominous music playing]

[Karen] Karen Lampton speaking.

[Da Silva] Did you

suspect him of having an affair with Julia Stevens?

She isn't his type.

Wasn't his type.

[Da Silva] So you know what type he's attracted to.

[Da Silva] Must hurt.

Of course, it does.

It make you angry...

about him?

The many types of women he's been involved with?

[Da Silva] This isn't the first time this has happened, right?

So we both know he's cheated on me, more than once.

Can we move on?

Why am I here?

You said that you were at book club

the night Julia Stevens was killed.

Right? And that you

walked home afterwards.

That would have taken you past Julia Stevens' house

not long before she was murdered.

Me and ten other women.

Still...

You think I did it?

-Did you? -[Karen scoffing] No!

[Da Silva] Did you attack Mereana Kostas?

[Karen] I don't even know who she is. Or where she lives.

If you have anything more to ask me about these

terrible attacks,

or the ridiculous notion that I would publicize

my family's troubles on that stupid blog,

I want a lawyer present.

Hm?

Am I free to go?

[Da Silva exhaling heavily]

[ominous music playing]

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah.

-[Ford] What's wrong? -Why would anything be wrong?

[Ford] Uh, because your wife kicked you out,

and the cops are all over you.

Where are you, anyway?

[Simon] I'm at the hotel. I'm fine.

Nah, I know you better than that. I'm gonna come over.

[Simon] No, I told you. I'm fine.

-[line disconnects] -[door opening]

[keypad beeps]

Hey.

-Everything all right? -Yeah, I just, uh,

I just got a new job, so...

so I'm peachy, yeah. [inhaling sharply]

Kids are good, too.

What about you? What did the cops want?

[Karen scoffing]

The things they were saying...

I think they're getting desperate.

[Karen] And just...

the pressure they put you under...

No wonder Simon's being unbearable.

[ominous music playing]

[Ford inhaling deeply]

Uniform's just called in a dead journo at the bottom

of some stairs in Mount Eden.

Nosy neighbor said he'd just had a...

very interesting visitor.

[Gregan] Don't you dare say I told you so.

[ominous music playing]

[Ford] You have got to be fucking kidding me.

I didn't do anything, I swear.

He fell.

Are you sure he's dead?

So, what're you gonna do?

Everything that ties me to him, what happened is here.

[Ford] Then, let me get rid of this for you.

-No. -Yeah, yeah, the cops

find evidence you know forensic or whatever,

and they connect this to you, with all the other stuff hanging

-over you, then you're fucked. -[Simon] No.

You know the cops hauled Karen in today?

What?

Fuck!

Maybe you should get in there first.

Front up, tell your side of the story.

The cops are really gonna believe me.

Elke will end up front-page news.

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello? Simon Lampton.

Hello?

Who is this?

-[dramatic music playing] -[Simon] Mereana?

Mereana, is that you?

-Hello? -[line disconnects]

[inhales sharply]

Shit! Shit!

[cell phone ringing]

I don't know what you're playing at,

but if you're ditching that stuff, don't.

I want it back. I'm dealing with this my way.

[knock on door]

Open up, Dr. Lampton. Police.

[Da Silva] If you don't open the door, then we're coming in.

I'm not saying anything without my lawyer.

Why? You've got nothing to hide, have you?

[dramatic music playing]

[Da Silva] Are you sure you've never met

Arty Cole before today?

[Simon] No. Never.

And he just-- just called you up out of the blue?

Yes. He told me to come and see him.

[Da Silva] So why did you?

Well, he pestered me into it.

[Simon] We talked. Nothing came of it.

When I left, he was very much alive.

Are you sure about that?

Why would I lie?

[Da Silva] I asked Pat from Northland Boys home

if she thought you were a liar.

What did you say to her?

That you're a person of interest in relation to one murder,

another suspected murder, and now--

You didn't need to talk to her or my wife!

I need to find whoever killed Julia Stevens.

[Da Silva] I need to find out what happened to Mereana Kostas,

and I need to know how Arty Cole died.

[Simon] He's got an axe to grind with the Hallwrights.

He wants dirt on them.

[Da Silva] Why would Arty Cole think he could leverage you

into getting damaging information out of Hallwright?

Look...

I told him I couldn't help him, and I left.

End of story.

[Matt] Fuck me.

[exhaling deeply]

[Ed] What now?

Cole's sent me more photos of Mrs. Hallwright.

[Matt] In a compromising situation

with a man who's not her husband.

Send me the photos and close it down.

I can't keep spiking this shit, it's too good.

Close it down!

Your wife.

-[David] Is that Simon? -Yes.

-When were they taken? -[ominous music playing]

The night before last.

She's a time bomb that just keeps on ticking.

[exhales deeply]

Yeah, that's right, sergeant. He just-- just threw his laptop,

and stuff into the bin.

I mean, yeah, I was gonna call you earlier, but, um...

I was driving, so...

[sniffs] Oh, he's tall...

uh, was a dark haired...

yeah, driving a Lexus.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, yeah, okay. You're welcome. Thanks.

[sniffs]

[ominous music playing]

[Da Silva] You have to admit this goes way

-beyond coincidence now. -As I told you, I--

Think about all the people involved.

Stevens, Kostas, Cole.

[Da Silva] Look, I know you cared about Mereana.

I know you care about your family.

Do the right thing and stop lying.

I'm not lying.

Whatever you're hiding,

I'll find out about it eventually...

-[knocking on door] -...you can save us both

a lot of pain and torture.

[ominous music playing]

[indistinct whispering]

[door closes]

[Bennett] Doesn't that violate the doctor-patient relationship?

Something's really out of whack here.

[Da Silva] Where does this fit in?

That's his kid.

[dramatic music playing]

Ah, Jesus.

-Why wasn't I told about this? -She almost died...

sir.

Oh, this just gets better and better.

[Diane] You're not going to believe this.

Simon Lampton is at the police station...

answering questions about the death of Arty Cole.

Cole's dead?

[Ed] Shit.

-Would you give us a moment? -Yeah.

[Ed] We're one point in front in the polls, but if Lampton

breathes a word about Roza, it will destroy you.

Is he really in a position to say anything--

[David] Of course, he isn't.

In fact, right now he needs us more than we need him.

You can help him?

Too fucking right.

-[suspenseful music playing] -[cell phone ringing]

To what do I owe this pleasure?

I've been thinking a lot lately about what you said

last time we spoke.

About policing numbers?

[David] Among other things.

Have you seen the latest poll results by any chance?

You have every reason to feel confident, I'm sure.

[David] And so do you.

That's why I'm calling.

-[knocking on door] -Yep.

-You wanted to see me? -[Jane] Yeah.

[Jane] Come in. Close the door.

Have a seat.

Yes, I've met Roza Hallwright a few times.

-Without her husband? -And with him.

Why do you ask?

Because I think I know why Arty Cole thought

he could blackmail you.

[scoffs] He couldn't.

Well, you would say that, wouldn't you?

It's not what you think.

-Then, what is it? -[dramatic music playing]

I want my lawyer.

Simon, has it ever occurred to you that I can help you?

-Can I have a word? -One more minute, sir?

Now.

[door closes]

[Da Silva] We have an eyewitness that places him at the scene.

Look, he's lying again. I just-- I just need time to prove it.

[Gregan] No. You've already spent enough time on him.

Let's cast the net a little wider, eh?

-[Da Silva] But-- -You've done a good job, Marie.

It's noted.

The evidence just isn't there.

-Sir. -You can't hold him.

Sir, if Simon Lampton walks away,

then I have not done a good job.

Well, we're no longer going down that road, so you're just gonna

have to step back for the moment.

With respect, sir, I think we need to take this

-to DC. Evans. -Already have.

-Uh, spoken to her? -Yeah.

-Oh, I don't get it. -You don't have to get it.

And neither do I, for that matter.

There's a long game being played here.

By Jane?

Just shut it down.

[dramatic music playing]

You're free to go.

-[Simon] Sorry? -I said you're free to go.

Piss off.

[sighs]

[Ed] You do get around, Dr. Lampton.

Just as well you have someone looking out for you.

You?

[Ed] David Hallwright.

[Ed] Get in. I'll give you a ride.

[suspenseful music playing]

David wants you at his house, now.

And we need Karen.

[ominous music playing]

[song playing over stereo]

[indistinct chatter]

[Elke] See? He came!

[Ford] Hey, bro, what's up?

Sorry, I-- I missed your call earlier.

Hey, Claire Bear.

So, I had an interesting day at the police station.

In fact, I'm starting to see why they get under your skin.

Can I have a quick word?

[ominous music playing]

Now? After what she's just put you through?

Why?

Must be about Elke.

Well... we can bring up the drugs, right?

We can use that against her.

Everything okay?

-Yes. -[Karen exhales heavily]

Can you just keep an eye on the girls?

-Now? -[Karen] Yeah.

Sure.

Okay, well, can we... Let's get this over with.

I'll see you there.

[David] We want to publicly announce

that Roza is Elke's birth mother.

That is just never gonna happen. Ever.

You overdosed.

You can't even look after yourself,

let alone a child. Simon, we're going.

I helped you.

As I just helped you.

[Karen] Simon?

Sit back down, Karen.

I suggest you take some time to consider what's really best

for everyone here.

Actually, the only thing I need to consider is what's best

for my daughter.

Over my dead body will you turn her into an election issue.

Simon!

So have you told your wife about poor Arty Cole?

What are you talking about?

There are photos.

I did not do anything, but it looks like I did and...

the journalist who took them is now dead.

Photos of what?

Of Roza...

of me...

and of Elke.

[Simon] You bastard.

The photos don't really matter, Karen.

What matters is that Simon was the last person

to see the man who took them alive.

[Simon] Oh, and the fact that they were taken

while your wife was trying to kill herself with cocaine

is of no concern to you?

[David] We're keen to move on with the next chapter

of our lives and Elke's very much part of it.

She doesn't want a drug addict for a mother.

[David] She doesn't want a prison inmate for a father.

And I'm sure Elke will understand it was the pain

of being separated from her that drove me to it.

[David] The whole nation will understand if need be.

Oh, you people. [splutters]

Uh, don't. Don't.

Do you have any idea what it takes to be a mother?

Thank you, Karen. I'm about to find out.

[exhales sharply]

You're a monster.

[door opens]

[sighs]

[door slams shut]

[ominous music playing]

[ominous music continues]

[thunder rumbling]

[knocking]

[Ford] Hey.

Hey, hey.

I'm sorry, Simon, but Karen doesn't want you here anymore.

-What the fuck are you up to? -Hey, hey, hey.

Calm down. Calm down.

Where the fuck is Cole's computer?

I put it in a skip way out west. Just covering your tracks, bro.

-Really? -Yeah.

-How did the cops get them? -Cops?

-I dunno. Maybe someone saw-- -They saw the photos.

The only reason I'm here is 'cause Hallwright

pulled some strings.

[exhales deeply]

Oh, well, lucky you, eh?

-Story of a lifetime. -[thunder rumbling]

I'm really sorry I wasn't better at covering your arse.

Just wouldn't wanna be in your shoes

that's all I'm saying.

Yeah?

Well, you seem pretty fucking comfortable in mine.

Living in my house with my wife and my daughters.

Karen doesn't wanna be your wife.

And you're on pretty thin ice with your daughters.

I mean, it looks like I'm the only ally you've got.

What the fuck are you doing?

[door slams]

[Simon exhaling heavily]

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